With four hungry children and a crop in the field I've had some bad times, lived through some sad times But this time your hurting won't heal "You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille You picked a fine time to leave me, Lucille" You picked a fine time

Just because I'm blond Don't think I'm dumb 'Cause this dumb blond ain't nobody's fool When you left you thought I'd sit An' you thought I'd cry You called me a dumb blond Ah, but somehow I lived through it And you know if there's one thing this blond

We lived through scars this time But I've made up my mind We can't leave us behind anymore We'll have to hurt for now 'Cause I can't go without you anymore You're setting off, It's time to go, the engine's running My mind is lost, We always knew this day

Sometimes life is altered Won't turn out right, can't turn out right Break from the ropes your hands are tied Uneasy with confrontation I know, I know Lived through you Safe with how we lived our lives With how it all turned out (But things are bound to