Toledotastic: In Honor of Urban Myths

Wednesday, November 30, 2005

 

In Honor of Urban Myths

Kenny Rogers - "Lucille"

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 name
When the drink 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
I closely watch 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 callous
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
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 whiskey
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 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
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 wouldn’t heal

You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
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 wouldn’t heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille

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