G | Gmaj7 | C |
Am | D | G |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
City girls just | seem to find out | early |
Am7 | D |
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 b | ig old house gets lonely |
Am7 | D | |
I guess | every form of refuge has its pr | ice |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
And it b | reaks her heart to | think her love is o | nly |
Am | C | G | C | D | |
Given | to a man with ha | nds as cold as | ice |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
So she te | lls him she must | go out for the even | ing |
Am7 | D | |
To c | omfort an old friend who’s feelin’ do | wn |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
But | he knows where she’s go | in’ as she’s leav | in’ |
Am | C | G | C | G | |
She is | headed for the c | heatin’ side of town |
G | C/G | G | C/G | G | |
You can’t | hid | e your lyin’ ey | es |
Em | Bm7 | Am7 | D | |
And your | smil | e is a thin dis | guise |
G | F/G | C | A | |
I thought by | no | w you’d real | ize |
Am | D7 | G | |
There | ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
Am | D | G |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
On the | other side of t | own a boy is wait | ing |
Am7 | D | |
With f | iery eyes and dreams no one could steal |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
She dr | ives on through the n | ight anticipati | ng |
Am | C | G | C | D | |
‘Cause he m | akes her feel the wa | y she used to feel |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
She rus | hes to his a | rms they fall togeth | er |
Am7 | D | |
S | he whispers that it’s only for a wh | ile |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
She | swears that soon she’ll be | coming back forev | er |
Am | C | G | C | G | |
She pu | lls away and le | aves him with a smile |
G | C/G | G | C/G | G | |
You can’t | hid | e your lyin’ ey | es |
Em | Bm7 | Am7 | D | |
And your | smil | e is a thin dis | guise |
G | F/G | C | A | |
I thought by | no | w you’d real | ize |
Am | D7 | G | |
There | ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
Am | D | G |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
She gets up and | pours herself a s | trong one |
Am7 | D | |
And | stares out at the stars up in the s | ky |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
Ano | ther night, it’s g | onna be a | long one |
Am | C | G | |
She | draws the shade and hang | s her head to cr | y |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
She | wonders how it e | ver got this cr | azy |
Am7 | D | |
She th | inks about a boy she knew in sch | ool |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
Did sh | e get tired or d | id she just get laz | y |
Am | C | G | C | D | |
She’s | so far gone she fee | ls just like a foo | l |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
My, oh my, you su | re know how to arrange th | ings |
Am | D | |
You | set it up so well, so careful | ly |
G | Gmaj7 | C | |
Ain’t it fu | nny how your ne | w life didn’t chan | ge things? |
Am | C | G | C | G | |
You’re st | ill the same old g | irl you used to be |
G | C/G | G | C/G | G | |
You can’t | hid | e your lyin’ ey | es |
Em | Bm7 | Am7 | D | |
And your | smil | e is a thin dis | guise |
G | F/G | C | A | |
I thought by | no | w you’d real | ize |
Am | D7 | G | |
There | ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
Am | D7 | G | |
There | ain’t no way to | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
Am | D7 | G |
Honey you can’t | hide your lyin’ | eyes |
G | Gmaj7 | C |
Am | D | G |