White Lies

Deep in the backwoods neath the weeping willow tree
She finds her comfort, with different boys between her knees
The older she gets, the younger she finds
She doesn't hesitate, but takes her time

Ooh ooh
She doesn't tell white lies

The other mornin' I was walkin' through the trees
I saw her long hair blowin' in the breeze
It didn't take long for me to make up my mind
I didn't hesitate, but took the time

Ooh ooh
She doesn't tell white lies

Later that mornin' the little trick she said to me
"You know I'm nearly half a century. For takin' the bait you really made it worth while for a younger man, and half a child."

Uhmm uhmm
She doesn't tell white lies