Spaces:
Running
Running
| [Intro] | |
| G Gmaj7 C Am D7 G | |
| [Verse] | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| City girls just seem to find out early, | |
| Am D7 | |
| how to open doors with just a smile. | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| A rich old man and she won't have to worry; | |
| Am C G | |
| she'll dress up all in lace and go in style. | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| Late at night a big old house gets lonely; | |
| Am D7 | |
| I guess every form of refuge has its price. | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| And it breaks her heart to think her love is only | |
| Am C G C D | |
| Given to a man with hands as cold as ice. | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| So she tells him she must go out for the evening | |
| Am D7 | |
| To comfort an old friend who's feeling down. | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| But he knows where she's goin' as she's leavin'; | |
| Am C G | |
| She's headed for the cheatin' side of town. | |
| [Chorus] | |
| G C/D G C G Em Bm Am D | |
| You can't hi - ide your lyin' eyes, and your smi - ile is a thin disguise. | |
| G F/G C A7 Am D G | |
| I thought by no - ow you'd reali - ize there ain't no way to hide your lying eyes. | |
| [Interlude] | |
| (G) Gmaj7 C Am D7 G | |
| [Verse] | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| On the other side of town a boy is waiting | |
| Am D7 | |
| with fiery eyes and dreams no one could steal | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| She drives on through the night, anticipating | |
| Am C G C D | |
| Cos he makes her feel the way she used to feel | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| She rushes to his arms, they fall together | |
| Am D7 | |
| She whispers that it's only for a while | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| She swears that soon she'll be coming back forever | |
| Am C G | |
| She pulls away and leaves him with a smile | |
| [Chorus] | |
| G C/D G C G Em Bm Am D | |
| You can't hi - ide your lyin' eyes, and your smi-i-ile is a thin disguise. | |
| G F/G C A7 Am D G | |
| I thought by no - ow you'd reali - ize there ain't no way to hide your lying eyes. | |
| [Interlude] | |
| (G) Gmaj7 C Am D7 G | |
| [Verse] | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| She gets up and pours herself a strong one | |
| Am D7 | |
| And stares out at the stars up in the sky. | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| Another night, it's gonna be a long one; | |
| Am C G C D | |
| She draws the shade and hangs her head to cry. | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| She wonders how it ever got this crazy | |
| Am D7 | |
| She thinks about a boy she knew in school | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| Did she get tired or did she just get lazy | |
| Am C G | |
| She's so far gone, she feels just like a fool | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| My, oh my, you sure know how to arrange things; | |
| Am D7 | |
| You set it up so well, so carefully. | |
| G Gmaj7 C | |
| Ain't it funny how your new life didn't change things; | |
| Am C G | |
| You're still the same old girl you used to be. | |
| [Chorus] | |
| G C/D G C G Em Bm Am D | |
| You can't hi - ide your lyin' eyes, and your smi - ile is a thin disguise. | |
| G F/G C A7 Am D G | |
| I thought by no - ow you'd reali - ize there ain't no way to hide your lying eyes. | |
| Gmaj7 Am D G | |
| There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes | |
| Gmaj7 Am D G | |
| Honey, you can't hide your lyin' eyes. | |
| [Outro] | |
| (G) Gmaj7 Am D G | |