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Alan Ladd - Lucille Lyrics



Alan Ladd - Lucille Lyrics
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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 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
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

The big hands were calloused
They looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking
His big heart was breaking
As 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
This time the hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille

After he left us
I ordered more whiskey
Thought how she'd made him look small
From the lights of the bar room
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'd lost my mind
But I couldn't hold her, 'cause the words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time

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
This time the hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille

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
This time the hurting won't heal

You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
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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 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
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

The big hands were calloused
They looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shaking
His big heart was breaking
As 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
This time the hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille

After he left us
I ordered more whiskey
Thought how she'd made him look small
From the lights of the bar room
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'd lost my mind
But I couldn't hold her, 'cause the words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time

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
This time the hurting won't heal
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille

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
This time the hurting won't heal

You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille
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Writer: Hal Bynum, Roger Bowling
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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Performed By: Alan Ladd
Length: 3:59
Written by: Hal Bynum, Roger Bowling

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