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Louis Armstrong

Lyin' To Myself

 

Lyin' To Myself


I'm lying to myself, crying to myself
Trying to make believe my baby's on the shelf
But it's more than I can do
Trying to find a way to bluff it through
I miss my loving and kissing

When I hear the radio playing "I Love You So"
That's the time, you know, I start to feel like ten below
I'm lying to myself
Trying to chase the blues away

Just because of foolish pride I tried to hide
All feeling's for Cupid's art
And though I've cried out loud that two's a crowd
That don't convince my heart

When I think of my sweet pet and the places we met
I tell myself I'm not a doggone bit upset
But I'm lying to myself,
Trying to chase the blues away

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