My dad raised us on country music and I remember lovig the storytelling involved in this style of music. I'm thinking of my dad a lot lately, and all he taught me and how much I appriceate everything he's done for me.
This is one of the songs I remember him ikeing, and me listening to a lot when I was a kid.
This is for you, dad. I love you.
LUCILLE
In a bar room in Toledo
Across from the depot
On a bar stool 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've 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
As I closely watched him
I thought how he looked out of place
He came to the woman
He sat down beside me
He had a strange look on his face
His big hands were calloused
He looked like a mountain
For a minute I thought I was dead
But he started shakin'
His big heart was breakin'
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 fields
I've had some bad times
Lived through some sad times
But this time your 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 made him look small
From the lights of the bar room
To 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
I couldn't hold her
The words that he told her
Kept coming back time after time
(Chorus 2xs)
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Written by Roger Bowling & Hal Bynum
Produced, Arranged & Recorded by Tomás
Recorded at All4Alex Studios™
In Glendale, CA on June 22, 2018
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