Chords:
{title: Lies}
{artist: Stan Rogers}
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D79XOc1vKzQ&pbjreload=101
{c: Thanks to Joe Caruso RIP Stan Rogers}
INTRO: 1 2 1 2 [G] [G] [G]
[G].. At [G] last the kids are gone now for the [D] day
She [Em] reaches for the [C] coffee as the [G] school bus pulls [D] away
A-[G] nother day to tend the house and [D] plan
For [Em] Friday at the [C] Legion when she's [G] dancing with her [D] man
Sure [G] was a bitter winter, but [D] Friday will be fine
And [Em] maybe last year's Easter dress will [C] serve her one more time
She'd [G] pass for twenty-nine but for her [D] eyes
But [Am] Winter lines are [D] telling wicked [G] lies
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All [Am] lies.... [Am]..[Am]..[Am]..
All those [G] lines, they're telling wicked [D] lies [D]
[Am] Lies [Am]..All [C] lies [C]
Too [G] many lines there in that face
Too [A] many to erase or to [C] disguise
They [D] must be telling [G] lies [G] [D] [D] [Am] [Am]! [D]! [C] [C]
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Is [G] this the face that won for her the [D] man
Whose [Em] amazed and clumsy [C] fingers slipped that [G] ring upon her [D] hand
No [G] need to search that mirror for the [D] years
The [Em] menace in their [C] message shouts [G] across the blur of [D] tears
So [G] this is beauty's finish? Like [D] Rodin's "Belle Heaulmiere"?
The [Em] pretty maiden trapped inside the [C] ranch wife's toil and care
Well, [G] after seven kids, that's no sur-[D] prise
But [Am] why cannot the [D] mirror tell her [G] lies?
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All [Am] lies.... [Am]..[Am]..[Am]..
All those [G] lines, they're telling wicked [D] lies [D]
[Am] Lies [Am]..All [C] lies [C]
Too [G] many lines there in that face
Too [A] many to erase or to [C] disguise
They [D] must be telling [G] lies [G] [D] [D] [Am] [Am]! [D]! [C] [C]
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[G] She shakes off the bitter web she [D] wove
[Em] Turns and puts the [C] mirror gently [G] face down by the [D] stove
[G] She gathers up her apron in her [D] hand
[Em] Pours a cup of [C] coffee, drips [G] Carnation from the [D] can
And [G] thinks ahead to Friday, 'cause [D] Friday will be fine
She'll [Em] look up in that weathered face that [C] loves hers line for line
To [G] see the maiden shining in his [D] eyes
And [Am] laugh at how the [D] mirror tells her [G] lies
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All [Am] lies.... [Am]..[Am]..[Am]..
All those [G] lines, they're telling wicked [D] lies [D]
[Am] Lies [Am]..All [C] lies [C]
Too [G] many lines there in that face
Too [A] many to erase or to [C] disguise
They [D] must be telling [G] lies [G] [D] [D] [Am] [Am]! [D]! [C] [C]
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