wall It’s a crazy old life, and the guitar don’t lie The guitar don't lie The guitar don't lie The guitar don't lie The guitar don't lie
s worn out his luck and his last pair of jeans, But you keep going on when you’re living on dreams, And you feel it inside, and the guitar don’t lie.
Shouldn't a light go on? Doesn't he know I've had him memorized for so long? He sees everything black and white Never let nobody see him cry I don't
Don't lie for gold, no, no, no Don't lie for love, turns out cold If life depends, just get out whole Don't lie for less, no, no, no, no Marie, Marie
find the truth in life Don't pass music by And you know I would not lie No, I would not lie No, I would not lie Down in Monterey Alright Three days
don't tell no lie A-tell me nothin' A-don't you tell-a me nothin' Don't ya tell me nothin' I can see A-rockin' an rollin' is good for me A-don't you
Cristal? No, Dom P? Hell no This is that Carlos Santana champagne Oh shit, Santana DVX? That's my joint Mine too, but a lot of these busters don't know
you now I said, stand up, don't sit back down I said, stand up, don't sit back down They got the mouth, we got the soul Come on now, honey, won't ya
million dollars on the spot Upfront cash, money, no compromise No schemes, no scandals, don't front and lie Just pay the man in full Thirty years old, torch the bull Ain't
have known I couldn't live a lie I'd give all I own if you would forgive Oh darling forgive me don't let our sweet love die Don't let our sweet love
lie guilty, a girl by my side. Who am I hurting, each time I lie. Lie to me, lie. Lie to me, lie. Lie to me, lie. Lie to me, Lie.
's lying. ( Guitar Solo ) I know that somebody's lying, I know that somebody's lying. Give me a sign and let me know we're through. If you don't love
you even though I know you told a lie Can't you see I'm so in love with you no matter what you do I'll still be foolish me [ guitar ] No matter what
they like it, so they clock it Don't be misled by my size when I rock it This is no kid Mr. Top-50 Biznizman talking so slick Don't like our kinda
you give to go on livin' So darling keep this thought in mind each time you leave That I'm livin' on your love... [ ac.guitar ] You don't have to lie
boys in the alley wouldn't leave her alone Mama did her make-up in a terrible hurry She finally got ready but the boys were gone Mama don't you worry
Did you hear that whistle blow don't you know what that means Gotta grab my bag and head for the track when I hear that whistle scream We both knew someday
, I'm here But you get paid, get paid to lie You get paid to smile Would you really say, hello? And let me carry my own guitar And please don't hold
