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At'last the kids__ are gone now__ for the day__
She reaches__ for__ the coffee_ as the school bus_ pulls a way__
A' nother__ day__ to tend__ the house and__ plan__
For Friday__ at the Le gion_ when she's dan_-cing with her man_
Sure was__ a bitter__ winter_ but Friday__ will be fine__
And may__-be last year's_ Easter dress _ will serve__ her one more time__
She'd pass for twenty-nine__ but for her eyes__
But Winter_ lines_ are telling_ wicked_ lies__
All lies_ ______ __ (x32013) All'those lines_ they're telling__ wick ed lies__
Lies_ ___ Al l li -lies (x32013)__ Too_ many_ lines_ there in that_ face_
Too_ many_ to erase_ or to_ disg (x32013)
uise__
They must_ be telling| _ lies _ _| ___
_ _ _| | (x32013)_ _ _|
Is this_ the face_ that won_ for her the man_
Whose_ a mazed_ and_ clumsy fingers_ put that ring_ upon her hand_
No need_ to search that_ mirror_ for_ the years__
The' menace_ in their_ message_ shouts a cross_ the blur_ of tears_
So this is_ beauty's_ finish__ like Rodin's_ "Belle Heaulmière"__
The' pretty_ mai_-den trapped inside the ranch wife's toil and care_
Well' after seven kids_ that's no_ sur prise__
But why__ cannot_ her mirror__ tell her__ lies__
All lies_ ______ __ (x32013) All'those lines_ they're telling__ wick ed lies__
Lies_ ___ Al l li -lies (x32013)__ Too_ many_ lines_ there in that_ face_
Too_ many_ to erase_ or to_ disg (x32013)
uise__
They must_ be telling| _ lies _ _| ___
_ _ _| | (x32013)_ _ _|
And she shakes off_ the bitter__ web she wove_
Turns_ to set_ the mir ror_ gently face down_ by_ the stove_
She gathers_ up her apron_ in her_ hand_
Pours_ a cup of_ coffee_ drips Carna tion_ from the can_
And thinks ahead to Friday__ 'cause Fri day_ will be fine__
She'll look up_ in_ that_ weathered_ face that loves hers_ line_ for line_
To see_ that mai_-den shi_-ning in his __ eyes__
And laugh_ at how_ her mirror_ tells_ her| _ lies_ _ _|
All lies_ ______ __ (x32013) All'those lines_ they're telling__ wick ed lies__
Lies_ ___ Al l li -lies (x32013)__ Too_ many_ lines_ there in that_ face_
Too_ many_ to erase_ or to_ disg (x32013)
uise__
They must_ be telling| _ lies _ _| ___
_ _ _| | (x32013)_ _ _|
All'those lines_ they're telling __ wicked l ies__
Lies_ ___ Al l li -lies (x32013)__ Too_ many_ lines_ there in that_ face_
Too_ many_ to erase_ or to_ disg (x32013)
uise__
They must_ be tellin| _g lies _ _| ___ _ _ _| | (x32013)_ _ _|_ _ _ _|
