Lyrics:

One, two, three, four

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
Hungry for laughter and here ever after
I'm after whatever the other life brings
In the mirror I saw him, I closely watched him
I saw the look in his eye
He came to the woman who sat there beside me
And slowly started to cry
His 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
As 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 sad times, lived through some bad 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
She said, 'Let's go have a ball'
From the lights of the barroom to a rented hotel room
We walked without talking at all
Lord, she was a beauty, but when she came to me
She must've thought that I'd lost my mind
I couldn't hold her 'cause the words that he told her
Came back to me time after time

You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
I've had some sad times, lived through some bad times
But this time the hurtin' won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille