Sweet Woman

Sweet Woman

Unforgiven Times

Chris Hayers

Sweet woman, all those lies you told
Sweet woman, all those lies you told
How could you love me, with a heart so cold?

Twisting and turning everything that I say
Black into white, night into day
Sweet woman, heart has turned to stone
One day you’ll reap all the lies you’ve sown

You lied to the sheriff when he put me in jail
You lied to the judge so I wouldn’t make bail
You lied to the jury with the book in your hand
You lied to the lawyer on the witness stand

All those lies are coming back on you