G D
At last the kids are gone now for the day
Em C G D
She reaches for the coffee as the school bus pulls away
G D
Another day to tend the house and plan
Em C G D
For Friday at the Legion when she's dancing with her man
G D
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
She'd pass for twenty nine but for her eyes
Em C D G
But winter lines are telling wicked lies
C C/D C/E C/F C/G
All lies. X X X XXXX,
G D
all those lines are telling wicked lies
Am Am/B Am/C Am/D C/E
Lies, x x all lies(XXX)
G
Too many lines there in that face
A C D G
Too many to erase or to dis guise, they must be telling lies
Second verse
G D
Is this the face that won for her the man
Em C G D
Whose amazed and clumsy fingers put that ring upon her hand
G D
No need to search that mirror for the years
Em C G D
The menace in their message shouts across the blur of tears
G D
So this is beauty's finish! Like Rodin's "Belle Heaulmie're"
Em C
The pretty maiden trapped inside the ranch wife's toil and care
G D
Well, after seven kids, that's no surprise
Em C D G
But why cannot her mirror tell her lies
(Chorus)
Third verse
G D
Then she shakes off the bitter web she wove
Em C G D
And turns to set the mirror, gently, face down by the stove
G D
She gathers up her apron in her hand
Em C G D
Pours a cup of coffee, drips Carnation from the can
G D
And thinks ahead to Friday, 'cause Friday will be fine!
Em C
She'll look up in that weathered face that loves hers, line for line
G D
To see that maiden shining in his eyes
Em C D G
And laugh at how her mirror tells her lies
(Chorus one more time)