In the mirror, I saw him and I closely watched him
"You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
I thought how she'd made him look small
We walked without talkin' at all
I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after I'm after
She must have thought I'd lost my mind
Kept comin' back, time after time
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
And had a strange look on his face
She said, "I'm no quitter but I finally quit living on dreams
Sat down and asked her, her name
"You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
When the drinks finally hit her
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille"
She was a beauty but when she came to me
But he started shakin', his big heart was breakin'
I thought I'd get closer, so I walked on over
"You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
And thought how he looked out of place
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
But this time your hurtin' won't heal
I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times
I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times
For a minute I thought I was dead
From the lights of the barroom to the rented hotel room
Whatever the other life brings"
But this time your hurtin' won't heal
After he left us, I ordered more whiskey
I couldn't hold her 'cause the words that he told her
His big hands were calloused, he looked like a mountain
He came to the woman who sat there beside me
I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times
With four hungry children and a crop in the field
But this time your hurtin' won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille"
He turned to the woman and said
