The Truth

Well I wrote a story

Got put in the paper

About all the bridges I'd burned

For the last part I lied

But you know it don't matter

Cause I'll print anything that you served

And if I was a shadow

On a long lonely gallow

That hang me and pull off my lip

Cause making up stories was all I could do

And you know that the truth ain't worth shit

That so much has happened

I ran with the union

And the ink never dried with the grass

Well the numbers got plenty

I assure you that many

Had been added by me for a gas

And if I was a shadow

On a long lonely gallow

That hang me and cut off my lip

Cause making up stories was all I could do

And you know that the truth ain't worth shit

My home was the scene

Or a quarrelsome marriage

That flared up whenever i spoke

So i brought her some letters

Washed down in adventure

And my bed would be lonely no more

And if I was a shadow

On a long lonely gallow

That hang me and cut off my lip

Cause making up stories was all I could do

And you know that the truth ain't worth shit

And if I was a shadow

On a long lonely gallow

That hang me and cut off my lip

Cause making up stories was all I could do

And you know that the truth ain't worth shit

And if I was a shadow

On a long lonely gallow

That hang me and cut off my lip

Cause making up stories was all I could do

And you know that the truth ain't worth shit