Liar My Dear

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The rainfall in Morecambe embitters me,
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It soaks my hair and stings my cheeks,
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But you know that I am fond of you,
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And all the things we're yet to do.


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Procrastination, pay no heed of time,
C          D        G
Pursue romance and beak and wine,
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But you know that they're all fond of you,
     C                  D
And all the things you claim you'll do.



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You will meet her by the statue,
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And you'll tell her what she wants to hear,
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Dont you know that young hearts bruise so easily,
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And you sound like Billy Liar, My Dear.


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Local girl put your heart in his hands,
          C    D     G
Should it fall apart understand,
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You know that I am fond of you,
     C                   D
And all the things we will never do.


C      D
Her heart
Her heart
Her heart