Lillie's White Lies

 

LILLIE'S WHITE LIES

Every now and then I publish a song that speaks to me. You know that special feeling you get when you hear a song that touches you and imparts a special feeling as if the song was wrote for you. Songs are stories with music and the writer's lyrics can only be really expressed by a singer who can relate to the song and put feeling into the song. Just singing the lyrics is not enough, the singer must interpret the song with feeling. It is hard to explain but when you hear a song that you just naturally relate to, then you appreciate the story. 

I first heard this song on a 4th of July many years ago at my dear friend Lud Mahler's annual celebration. 

When I moved to Idaho from Washington State, I knew no one except for my realtor, Di Di Perkins and the waitress at the local Cafe with a good breakfast menu and good coffee. 

Any way, one of the musicians at the 4th of July music get together played the song on an old Martin guitar with pick scratches and dings. The combination of his strumming and flat picking really intrigued the rest of the musicians. He played another great song entitled: Jennie's in the Bottle again. I may analyize  that one someday. Every 4th of July I would take my old Silverone guitar and a bottle of good sipping whiskey and enjoy the weekend with my good friend Lud. His name was Ludwig but he did not care for the quaint German name so he shortened it to Lud. He had a brass plate put on his guitar and he had it etched LUD on the headstock. Many people asked him where he obtained the LUD guitar and he said that he invented it. Great fun. He is gone to Glory now and I miss him fiercely. We had such fun.

He had a milk run in his younger days and one of his customers gave him a baby bobcat. He and his children raised the Bobcat and of course named him Bobbie (original eh?) One day Bobbie had climed a tree and a friend stopped by to buy some hay from Lud. He leaned up against the tree that Bobbie was in. Lud loved to tell the story. Bobbie came creeping down the tree and tipped Lud's friend hat off his head. The guy looked up at Bobbie and might have pooped his pants. 

The wind blew down two big poplar trees in Lud's field and he and I pushed the trees back upright and packed dirt around the base and pourted a great deal of water on the roots. The trees stayed alive for a long time. People asked Lud how his trees managed to be upright again after the windstorm. Lud would say, "Well, a week after that windstorm blew down my trees, another windstorm from the opposite direction came along and blew them back upright. What a storyteller he was. When I told him a joke, he would frown and turn his thumb down. A week or so later, I would stop in to see him and drink a cup of coffee with him and he would tell me my joke and laugh and laugh. I loved Lud and miss him so much especially on the 4th of July. 

Any way, I guess I had better share the song "Lillie's White Lies" with you.

LILLIE'S WHITE LIES
Published by Mighty Nice Music

(Spoken)Well, I might not be the best looking gut in the world

This songwriter is being honest. Could have said in town or in the County. World doesn't fit. 
She said she would follow me wherever I'd go

She probably did not trust him.
She'd tell me that in my arms she felt like a queen

Women sometimes exaggerate, so I've been told.
And really could answer all my country boy's dreams

Country boys can be gullible.

Lillie's white lies made me believe

That I was the only man she'd ever need

At least he recognized that Lillie was telling lies, although only white ones
I couldn't see the truth when it was there
Right before my eyes

Sounds like me hunting for my coffee cup.
I guess I was blinded by Lillie's white lies

When you love someone, you don't catch on to a lie until they all add up.

(Spoken) Well, if I had the chance to do it all over again
Lord, I'd do it the same

Apparently, his feelings outwieghed the pain of losing her.
I'd fall just as fast and hard a pouring down rain

A stong love can make a person  repeat an episode that did not work out. I know a cople that married three times. Perhaps they suffered from forgetfullness.
I'd let her do it one more time

I guess the pleasure made the pain bearable.
Bring tears to my eyes

Love is an emotional thjing. He had a short memory.
If I could hear whispers of Lillie's white lies

Sometimes even a bad thing can be addictive. 

I couldn't see the truth when it was there
Right before my eyes

Where in the world is my favorite coffee cup?
I guess I was blinded by Lillie's white lies
Lillie's white lies

How true.

LILLIE'S WHITE LIES
Published by Mighty Nice Music

(Spoken)Well, I might not be the best looking guy in the world
She said she would follow me wherever I'd go
She'd tell me that in my arms she felt like a queen
And really could answer all my country boy's dreams

Lillie's white lies made me believe
That I was the only man she'd ever need
I couldn't see the truth when it was there
Right before my eyes
I guess I was blinded by Lillie's white lies

(Spoken) Well, if I had the chance to do it all over again
Lord, I'd do it the same
I'd fall just as fast and hard a pouring down rain
I'd let her do it one more time
Bring tears to my eyes
If I could hear whispers of Lillie's white lies

I couldn't see the truth when it was there
Right before my eyes
I guess I was blinded by Lillie's white lies
Lillie's white lies

Hope you enjoyed.

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