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[chorus]

[a capella]

There.

Fooooooooore,

I lie with her,

And sheeeeeeeeeeee,

With me.

And in,

Our faults by lies,

We flattered be.

[drop]

[instrumental]

[verse 1]

When my love swears,

That she is made of truth,

I do believe her,

Though I know she lies,

That she might think me,

Some untutored youth,

Unlearn-ed in,

The world’s false subtleties.

[chorus]

Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,

And in our faults by lies we flattered be.

[verse 2]

Thus vainly thinkin’,

That she thinks me young,

Although she knows,

My days are past the best,

Simply I credit,

Her false-speakin’ tongue.

On both sides thus,

Is simple truth suppressed.

[chorus]

Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,

And in our faults by lies we flattered be.

(Well!)

[bridge]

[steel guitar solo]

[verse 3]

But wherefore says she,

Not she is unjust?

And wherefore say,

Not I that I am old?

O! love’s best habit,

Is in seeming trust,

And age in love,

Loves not to have years told.

[chorus]

Therefore I lie with her, and she with me,

And in our faults by lies we flattered be.

Hell yeah, I lie with her, and she with me,

And in our faults by lies we flattered be.

Yeah in our faults by lies we flattered be!