G                                  D/F#
At last the kids are gone now for the day
    Em              C             G                 D/F#
She reaches for the coffee as the school bus pulls away
  G                              D/F#
Another day to tend the house and plan
    Em               C              G                D/F#
For Friday at the Legion when she's dancing with her man
     G                        D/F#
Sure was a bitter winter, but Friday will be fine
    Em                                  C
And maybe last year's Easter dress will serve her one more time
      G                                D/F#
She'd pass for twenty-nine but for her eyes
    Am               D/F#           G
But Winter lines are telling wicked lies


[Chorus]
   Am G/B C D C                  G                     Am      D/F#
All lies....           All those lines, they're telling wicked lies
Am G/B C  D   C
Lies....  All lies....
    G
Too many lines there in that face
    A                       C
Too many to erase or to disguise
     D/F#            G     *     D    *     Am G/B C D C
They must be telling lies


[Verse 2]
  G                                  D/F#
Is this the face that won for her the man
       Em                C                   G             D/F#
Whose amazed and clumsy fingers slipped that ring upon her hand
   G                                  D/F#
No need to search that mirror for the years
    Em              C              G                  D/F#
The menace in their message shouts across the blur of tears
       G                          D/F#
So is this beauty's finish?  Like Rodin's "Belle Heaulmiere"?
    Em                               C
The pretty maiden trapped inside the ranch wife's toil and care
      G                           D/F#
Well, after seven kids, that's no surprise
    Am             D/F#            G
But why cannot the mirror tell her lies?


[Chorus]
   Am G/B C D C                  G                     Am      D/F#
All lies....           All those lines, they're telling wicked lies
Am G/B C  D   C
Lies....  All lies....
    G
Too many lines there in that face
    A                       C
Too many to erase or to disguise
     D/F#            G     *     D    *     Am G/B C D C
They must be telling lies


[Verse 3]
  G                               D/F#
She shakes off the bitter web she wove
Em                 C             G                D/F#
Turns and puts the mirror gently face down by the stove
G                               D/F#
She gathers up her apron in her hand
Em             C             G                  D/F#
Pours a cup of coffee, drips Carnation from the can
    G                        D/F#
And thinks ahead to Friday, 'cause Friday will be fine
            Em                                  C
When she'll look up in that weathered face that loves hers line for line
   G              D/F#
To see the maiden shining in his eyes
    Am               D/F#             G
And laugh at how the mirror tells her lies


[Chorus]
   Am G/B C D C                  G                     Am      D/F#
All lies....           All those lines, they're telling wicked lies
Am G/B C  D   C
Lies....  All lies....
    G
Too many lines there in that face
    A                       C
Too many to erase or to disguise
     D/F#            G     *     D    *     Am G/B C D C


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.

D/F#: 200232
G/B:  x20030 (or plain G works well, too)