Lucille Lyrics - Doin' Somethin' Right - Billy Currington

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." 

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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. 

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, Lucille 

With four hungry children and a crop in the field. 

I've had some bad times, 

I've lived through some sad times, 

But this time the hurtin' won't heal. 

You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille. 

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After he left us, I ordered more whiskey. 

I thought how she'd made him look small. 

From the lights of the barroom to the 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. 

I couldn't hold her, for the words that he told her 

Kept comin' 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, 

I've lived through some sad times, 

But this time the hurtin' 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, 

I've lived through some sad times, 

But this time the hurtin' won't heal. 

You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille.