LUCILLE (Kenny Rogers)

Capo 1st


INTRO:       A       A/E     A            A/E


     A
In a bar in Toledo across from the depot
                                 E
On a bar stool she took off her ring
    Bm                      E
I thought I'd get closer so I walked on over
  Bm           E              A
I sat down and asked her her name
             
When the drinks finally hit her she said "I'm no quitter
                               D
But I finally quit living on dreams
     E
I'm hungry for laughter and here ever after
                                    A
I'm after whatever the other life brings"


        A
In the mirror I saw him and I closely watched him
                                E
I thought how he looked out of place
   Bm                     E
He came to the woman and sat there beside me
   Bm             E          A
He had a strange look on his face

The big hands were callused he looked like a mountain
                              D
For a minute I thought I was dead
     E
But he started shakin'; his big heart was breakin'
                            A     
He turned to the woman and said


                                      D
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
                                          A
Four hungry children and the crop in the field
 D
I've had some bad times; lived through some sad times
                              A
This time your hurtin' won't heal
              E                       A
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille


 B
After he left us I ordered more whiskey
                                 F#
Thought how she'd made him look small
          C#m                       F#
From the lights of the barroom to a rented hotel room
   C#m            F#         B
We walked without talkin' at all

She was a beauty but when      she came to me
                                   E
She must have thought I'd lost my mind
F#
I couldn't hold her cause the words that he told her
                             B
Kept coming back time after time


                                      E
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille
                                           B
Four hungry children and the crop in the field
 E
I've had some bad times; lived through some sad times
                              B
This time your hurtin' won't heal
             F#                       B
You picked a fine time to leave me Lucille


CHORUS AND FADE