Текст песни: Billy Currington - Lucille



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,





[Chorus]


"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.





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.





[Chorus]


"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.





[Chorus]


"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.


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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,





[Chorus]


"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.





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.





[Chorus]


"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.





[Chorus]


"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.


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