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Hands down Lucille now hereâs the deal
No one has to know howâs it really feel
When Jake he died she cried and cried
Til there was nothing left of her inside
Now her mother came The preacher too
But there was nothing really they could do
Most thought they knew her well itâs true
But thereâs so many ways the days our lives can lead us to
Somewhere there ainât nothing left at all
Find our way home once weâve fallen
So far itâs like echoes way off calling
Lucille she ainât answering to no one from that night on
Hands down Lucille now hereâs the deal
No one has to know howâs it really feel
When Jake he died she cried and cried
Til there was nothing left of her inside
Now a womanâs lips can be so soft and her touch how often
Lucille dreamed them arms around her whispers say it all so sweet
And she canât fight it she ainât free To be who she wants to be
And itâs all been lies and deceit so long sheâs been offering him
And itâs that sin canât call its name
Late that night he came in on them
He canât believe it this ainât right
âItâs in the Bibleâsâ all he could say
And words and blood ran hot then red
Twenty years like death and dying
Lucille hit him hard his head
They jumped him, beating on him pounding
Held him down and smothered him
Wrapped him tight they covered him
Blinking back hard that last tear
He was fighting struggling his way clear
He looked her right dead in the eye
Then he quit trying he just didnât care
She was lost and swimming her eyes
Way off out there somewhere
Hands down Lucille now hereâs the deal
No one has to know howâs it really feel
When Jake he died she cried and cried
Til there was nothing left of her inside
Now thereâs rumors just what happened
Ainât no way to prove a thing
They found Lucille screaming crying and laughing
No one dare imagine different
And olâ Doc Johnson and his wife Flo
They took Lucille in and donât you know
Itâs a pity and a shame she sits so quiet and so still
All them shots and all them pills
So she donât have to deal whatâs real or ever have to feel
Nothing at all now and she probably never will
Tell the truth you go to jail Say a prayer and go to hell
And thereâs a horror hers from here on out she knows too well
Hands down Lucille now hereâs the deal
No one has to know howâs it really feel
When Jake he died she cried and cried
Til there was nothing left of her inside