Clements-Stonier

Hear me talkin' to you, hear me sing my song
Can you tell if it's really me, if I'm right or if I'm wrong

If I was telling the truth, could you see it in my eyes
Whatever I tell you now, this guitar never lies

It's just a wooden box with holes in, and wires fastened on
Made by a man in Nazareth, Tijuana or Taiwan

And as for the man who plays it, he might be real or otherwise
The only thing you need to know it is, this guitar never lies

Chorus:
Never says forever never lies
However long you pick it, the same old thing applies

There was a man before me, and he was the living proof
Of just how far a boy can go with three chords and the truth

Sure he had his share of lowdown ways you might despise
But everywhere you played they all said, this guitar never lies

Instrumental:
Never says forever never lies
However long you take it, the same old thing applies

The boys are back in town with the stories and the spin
The PR man has made his pitch, so let the show begin

It's the song you've heard before, it's a tale you'll recognize
But anyway you choose to tell it, this guitar never lies

Never lies, never lies