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
His big hands were callused he looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shakin' his big heart was breakin'
And 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 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