G5 D5 At last the kids are gone now for the day E5 C5 G5 D5 She reaches for the coffee as the school bus pulls away G5 D5 Another day to tend the house and plan E5 C5 G5 D5 For Friday at the Legion when she's dancing with her man G5 D5 Sure was a bitter winter, but Friday will be fine E5 C5 And maybe last year's Easter dress will serve her one more time G5 D5 She'd pass for twenty-nine but for her eyes A5 D5 G5 But Winter lines are telling wicked lies Chorus: A5 G5 C5 D5 C5 G5 A5 D5 All lies.... All those lines, they're telling wicked lies A5 G5 C5 D5 C5 Lies.... All lies.... G5 Too many lines there in that face A5 C5 Too many to erase or to disguise D5 G5 * D5 * A5 G5 C5 D5 C5 They must be telling lies Is this the face that won for her the man Whose amazed and clumsy fingers slipped that ring upon her hand No need to search that wirror for the years The menace in their message shouts across the blur of tears So is this beauty's finish? Like Rodin's "Belle Heaulmiere"? The pretty maiden trapped inside the ranch wife's toil and care Well, after seven kids, that's no surprise But why cannot the mirror tell her lies? Chorus She shakes off the bitter web she wove Turns and puts the mirror gently face down by the stove She gathers up her apron in her hand Pours a cup of coffee, drips Carnation from the can And thinks ahead to Friday, 'cause Friday will be fine When she'll look up in that weathered face that loves hers line for line To see the maiden shining in his eyes And laugh at how the mirror tells her lies Chorus x 2 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. D5 : 200232 G/B: x20030 (or plain G works well, too)
