Lucille Crawfield lyrics

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