Lies

   G                             
At last the kids are gone now for 
     D/F#
the day
    Em              C             
She reaches for the coffee as the 
G                 D/F#
school bus pulls away
  G                              
Another day to tend the house and
D/F#
 plan
    Em               C            
For Friday at the Legion when 
  G                D/F#
she's dancing with her man
     G                        D/F#
Sure was a bitter winter, but Friday
 will be fine
    Em                             
And maybe last year's Easter dress 
     C
will serve her one more time
      G                            
She'd pass for twenty-nine but for 
    D/F#
her eyes
    Am               D/F#         
But Winter lines are telling 
  G
wicked lies


[Chorus]
   Am G/B C D C                 
All lies....           All those
 G                     Am      D/F#
 lines, they're telling wicked lies
Am G/B C  D   C
Lies....  All lies....
    G
Too many lines there in that face
    A                       C
Too many to erase or to disguise
     D/F#            G     *     D
They must be telling lies
    *     Am G/B C D C



[Verse 2]
  G                              
Is this the face that won for her 
    D/F#
the man
       Em                C    
Whose amazed and clumsy fingers 
               G             D/F#
slipped that ring upon her hand
Continues after the ad
   G                             
No need to search that mirror for 
     D/F#
the years
    Em              C              
The menace in their message shouts 
G                  D/F#
across the blur of tears
       G                          
So is this beauty's finish?  Like 
D/F#
Rodin's "Belle Heaulmiere"?
    Em                             
The pretty maiden trapped inside 
  C
the ranch wife's toil and care
      G                           
Well, after seven kids, that's no 
D/F#
surprise
    Am             D/F#            
But why cannot the mirror tell her 
G
lies?


[Chorus]
   Am G/B C D C                 
All lies....           All those
 G                     Am      D/F#
 lines, they're telling wicked lies
Am G/B C  D   C
Lies....  All lies....
    G
Too many lines there in that face
    A                       C
Too many to erase or to disguise
     D/F#            G     *     D
They must be telling lies
    *     Am G/B C D C



[Verse 3]
  G                               
She shakes off the bitter web she 
D/F#
wove
Em                 C             
Turns and puts the mirror gently 
G                D/F#
face down by the stove
G                               D/F#
She gathers up her apron in her hand
Em             C          
Pours a cup of coffee, drips 
   G                  D/F#
Carnation from the can
    G                        D/F#
And thinks ahead to Friday, 'cause 
Friday will be fine
            Em             
When she'll look up in that 
                     C
weathered face that loves hers line 
for line
   G              D/F#
To see the maiden shining in his 
eyes
    Am               D/F#         
And laugh at how the mirror tells 
    G
her lies


[Chorus]
   Am G/B C D C                 
All lies....           All those
 G                     Am      D/F#
 lines, they're telling wicked lies
Am G/B C  D   C
Lies....  All lies....
    G
Too many lines there in that face
    A                       C
Too many to erase or to disguise
     D/F#            G     *     D

    *     Am G/B C D C


Notes:

* means same chord, new measure

For the chords in the chorus (Am G/B
 C D C), I usually play about one
strum each - do whatever sounds 
good.

D/F#: 200232
G/B:  x20030 (or plain G works well,
 too)