Lucille Crawfield... I will... I will
For you... are real... Lucille Lucille
Lucille Crawfield
Come Sunday it starts lookin' like you may
Throw a smile my way open your eyes
At these hard times and I wanna lay down
Guess I'll stay around through Monday's lies
Lucille Crawfield... I will... I will
For you... are real... Lucille Crawfield
Your songs dear they help me keep my head clear
In a simple country manner they bring laughter to my tears
I see you in your thin crepe dress, you're pickin' up the kid's mess
Your man has long since left, take a look at me
Faded wagon wheels walk over a curtain call encore
With your well rehearsed kitchen song
Lucille Crawfield... I will... I will
For you... are real... Lucille Lucille
Lucille Crawfield
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Lucille Crawfield... I will... I will
For you... are real... Lucille Lucille
Lucille Crawfield
Come Sunday it starts lookin' like you may
Throw a smile my way open your eyes
At these hard times and I wanna lay down
Guess I'll stay around through Monday's lies
Lucille Crawfield... I will... I will
For you... are real... Lucille Crawfield
Your songs dear they help me keep my head clear
In a simple country manner they bring laughter to my tears
I see you in your thin crepe dress, you're pickin' up the kid's mess
Your man has long since left, take a look at me
Faded wagon wheels walk over a curtain call encore
With your well rehearsed kitchen song
Lucille Crawfield... I will... I will
For you... are real... Lucille Lucille
Lucille Crawfield
For you... are real... Lucille Lucille
Lucille Crawfield
Come Sunday it starts lookin' like you may
Throw a smile my way open your eyes
At these hard times and I wanna lay down
Guess I'll stay around through Monday's lies
Lucille Crawfield... I will... I will
For you... are real... Lucille Crawfield
Your songs dear they help me keep my head clear
In a simple country manner they bring laughter to my tears
I see you in your thin crepe dress, you're pickin' up the kid's mess
Your man has long since left, take a look at me
Faded wagon wheels walk over a curtain call encore
With your well rehearsed kitchen song
Lucille Crawfield... I will... I will
For you... are real... Lucille Lucille
Lucille Crawfield