THE SONG OF A LIE.
Copyright,1894, by Geo. W. Search.
Words by Mrs. M. A. Kidder. Music by Geo. W. Search.
From a very small lie, sir, it grew deep and wide, sir,
Till it reached to the sky, sir, and frightened the moon;
For she hid her sweet face, sir, in a veil of cloud-lace, sir,
At the dreadful disgrace, sir, that happened at noon.
First somebody told it, then the room wouldn't hold it,
So the busy tongue rolled it, till they got it outside;
When the crowd came across it, it never once lost it,
'But tossed it And tossed it till it grew long and wide.
This lie brought forth others, dark sisters and brothers
And fathers and mothers, a terrible crew;
And while headlong they harried, the people they flurried
And troubled and Worried, as lies always do.-Chorus,
And so evil-bodied this monstrous lie goaded
Till at first it exploded in smoke and in shame,
While from mud and from mire the pieces flew higher
And hit the sad liar And killed his good name.- Chorus.