Recorded live with Sal Salvato on guitar, Joel Batty on fiddle, Holly Pintozzi on drums, and Bill Kavanagh on bass.

Justine

D
I went by your house last night
And let myself in when I saw the light
G                                                        D
Okay, so I admit I’m not that bright, Justine
D
You were talking way down low
Don’t tell me you were on the phone
G                                                            D
‘Cause I know that you were not alone, Justine

D
On your back stair a footstep creaked
Across your lawn I saw his shadow sneak
G                                                             D
Why should I believe a word you speak, Justine?
A                                G                                 D
Give me just a little truth, just a little truth, Justine


D
You tell me to wait and see
Then step out looking like Miss Tennessee
G                                                                 D
You never wore that kind of dress for me, Justine

D
Can I ask you where you been?
Oh, were you really just out with your friends?
G                                                             D
Honey, don’t let’s play this game again, Justine
A                                G                                 D
Give me just a little truth, just a little truth, Justine

(BREAK)
A                G                      D

D
Wish I knew what to take
Give me something to try and dull this ache
G                                                                 D
Crowd out this thought that I can’t shake

D
I think you’ll never make a wife
And this is cutting years off my life
G                                                         D
‘Cause I can’t let you outta my sight, Justine

A                                G
Give me just a little truth
A                                G
Give me just a little truth
A                                G
Give me just a little truth
D
Justine
D
Justine
D
Justine

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