| 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 |