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    Lucille
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      About "Lucille"

      Lyrics for Billy Currington - "Lucille"

      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 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.

      "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.

      "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.

      SONGWRITERS:
      JONASZ, MICHEL /
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