Gene Watson – Its My Lie (Guitar)

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Track 5 of 11 on the album "A Taste Of The Truth" (2009) [Intro] C G7 C [Verse 1]
    G7                                C
She accidentally dropped those dishes on the floor

     G7                                     C
That ain't her fist-sized hole in our screen door

F                                   C
She peeled out of here with two suitcases filled

     F                                    G7
In a hurry to drop off those clothes down at Goodwill
[Chorus]
              F                        C
Hey, it's my lie, I'll tell it like I want to

    G7                           C
Pile it high, wade through in my hip boots

          F                       C                    F
Who's it hurting if I ignore the circumstance or truth?

             C         G7           C
Hey, it's my lie, I'll tell like I want to
[Interlude] C G7 C [Verse 2]
    G7                             C
She didn't key my truck on her way out the drive

     G7                         C
That old mailbox was on her blindside

     F                               C
That letter from her lawyer taped to my front door

F                               G7
Doesn't really mean she doesn't love me anymore
[Chorus]
              F                        C
Hey, it's my lie, I'll tell it like I want to

    G7                           C
Pile it high, wade through in my hip boots

          F                       C                    F
Who's it hurting if I ignore the circumstance or truth?

             C         G7              C
Hey, it's my lie, I'll tell it like I want to
[Bridge]
E                             F
She still looks at me like I hung the moon

           D7                                 G     Am  Bm
I wouldn't be surprised if she's home by this afternoon
[Chorus]
     C     G7 F                        C
Hey, it's my lie, I'll tell it like I want to

    G7                           C
Pile it high, wade through in my hip boots

          F                       C                    F
Who's it hurting if I ignore the circumstance or truth?

             C         G7              C      C7
Hey, it's my lie, I'll tell it like I want to

        F                                   C     Em          F
In this empty house tonight, there ain't no room for the truth

     F7      C         G7              C
Hey, it's my lie, I'll tell it like I want to
[Outro] C G7 C