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Download{t:Lucille} {st:Kenny Rogers} {c:(In a moderate country 3/4)} In a [G]bar in Toledo across from the depot, on a barstool she took off her [D7]ring. I [Am]thought I'd get closer, so [D7]I walked on over, I [Am]sat down and [D7]asked her her [G]name. When the [G]drinks fin'ly hit her, she said, "I'm no quitter, but I fin'ly quit [G7]living on [C]dreams. I'm [D7]hungry for laughter and here ever after, I'm after whatever the other life [G]brings." In the [G]mirror I saw him and I closely watched him, I thought how he looked out of [D7]place. He [Am]came to the woman who [D7]sat there beside me, he [Am]had a strange [D7]look on his [G]face. The [G]big hands were calloused, he looked like a mountain, for a minute I [G7]thought I was [C]dead. But [D7]he started shaking, his big heart was breaking, he turned to the woman and [G]said: You picked a fine time to leave me, [C]Lucille, with four hungry children and crops in the [G]field. [C]I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times, but this time your hurtin' won't [G]heal. You picked a [D7]fine time to leave me, [G]Lucille. [A] [A]After he left us I ordered more whiskey, I thought how she made him look [E7]small. From the [Bm]lights of the barroom, to a [E7]rented hotel room, we [Bm]walked without [E7]talking at [A]all. [A]She was a beauty, but when she came to me, she must've thought [A7]I'd lost my [D]mind; [E7]I couldn't hold her 'cause the words that he told her kept coming back time after [A]time: You picked a fine time to leave me, [D]Lucille, with four hungry children and crops in the [A]field. [D]I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times, but this time your hurtin' won't [A]heal. You picked a [E7]fine time to leave me, [A]Lucille. {c:Repeat chorus and fade}