In a bar in Toledo, across from the depot
On a bar stool she took off her ring
I thought I'd get closer so I walked on over 
I sat down and asked 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 crops in the field
I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times
but this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille".

After he left us, I ordered more whisky 
I thought how she'd made him look small
From the lights of the bar room to a 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, the words that he told her,
kept coming back 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 bad times, lived through some sad times
but this time your hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille".