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 [bad word] back time after time [bad word]