(chorus ) W[A]ell it's lying time aga[D]in, [E]I can't tell her
where I've b[A]een. Lord the stories never e[D]nd, a[E]nd it's
lying time a[A]gain.
[A]While she's waiting up for [D]me, h[E]er tears falling in the
n[A]ight. In another's arms I'll b[D]e, t[E]ill time brings on the
morning l[A]ight. (repeat chorus)
(steel guitar solo)
[A]As I slip into our r[D]oom, s[E]he lies sleeping all a[A]lone,
where she's cried herself to s[D]leep, w[E]aiting for me to
come h[A]ome. (repeat chorus)
where I've b[A]een. Lord the stories never e[D]nd, a[E]nd it's
lying time a[A]gain.
[A]While she's waiting up for [D]me, h[E]er tears falling in the
n[A]ight. In another's arms I'll b[D]e, t[E]ill time brings on the
morning l[A]ight. (repeat chorus)
(steel guitar solo)
[A]As I slip into our r[D]oom, s[E]he lies sleeping all a[A]lone,
where she's cried herself to s[D]leep, w[E]aiting for me to
come h[A]ome. (repeat chorus)
