(Composição: Hal Bynum e Roger Bowling) 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 bar room 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
