YOU PICKED A FINE TIME TO LEAVE ME, LUCILLE!
DLS 7-5-2000
RECORDED BY KENNY ROGERS IN 1977.
COMPOSED BY HAL BYNUM & ROGER BOWLING.
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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 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 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, 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, 'cause 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."
  "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."