Lucille Kenny Rogers (#5 in 1977)
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 livin on dreams
I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after I'm
after what-ever 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 be-side 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 Lu-cille
    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 Lu-cille.

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 ho-tel 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 'cos the words that told her kept coming back time after time