Lucile
In a bar in Toledo
across from the depot
On a barstool she took off her ring
I thought I'd get closer
So I walked on over
I sat down and asked her her name
When the drinks finally hit her
She said,"I'm no quitter
But I finally quit living on dreams
I'm hungry for laughter
And here ever after
I'm after whatever the other 
life brings."
In the mirror I saw him
And I closely watched him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman
Who sat there beside me
He had a strange look on his face
The big hands were calloused
He looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking
His big heart was breaking
He turned to the woman and said
"You picked a fine time to 
leave me,Lucille
With four hungry children 
and a crop in the field.
I've had some bad times
I've lived through some sad times
But this time the hurtin' won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me,Lucille
After he left us,I ordered more whiskey.
I thought how she'd made him 
look small.
From the lights of the barroom to 
the rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all
She was a beauty,but when she 
came to me
She must have thought I'd lost 
my mind
I couldn't hold her, for the words 
that he told her
Kept comin' back time after time