In a bar in Toledo
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Across from the depot
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On a bar stool she took off her ring
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I thought I'd get closer
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So I walked on over
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I sat down and asked her name
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When the drinks finally hit her
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She said I'm no quitter
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But I finally quit livin' on dreams
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I'm hungry for laughter
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And here ever after
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I'm after whatever the other life brings
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In the mirror I saw him
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And I closely watched him
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I thought how he looked out of place
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He came to the woman
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Who sat there beside me
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He had a strange look on his face
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The big hands were calloused
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He looked like a mountain
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For a minute I thought I was dead
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But he started shakin'
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His big heart was breakin'
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He turned to the woman and said
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You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
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With four hungry children
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And a crop in the field
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I've had some bad times
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Lived through some sad times
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But this time your hurtin' won't heal
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You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
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After he left us
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I ordered more whisky
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I thought how she'd made him look small
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From the lights of the bar room
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To a rented hotel room
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We walked without talkin' at all
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She was a beauty
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But when she came to me
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She must have thought I'd lost my mind
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I could'nt hold her
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'Cos the words that he told her
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Kept coming back time after time
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You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
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With four hungry children
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And a crop in the field
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I've had some bad times
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Lived through some sad times
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But this time your hurtin' won't heal
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You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
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Lucille
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| Kenny Rogers |
