The truth it hurts in the guilty morning light.
© J. Patrick Sharpe
Lyrics and music by J. Patrick Sharpe
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(Ch) Walk of shame—walk of shame
Now everybody knows what you’ve been doing last night
There were whispers after dark
Now you’re the talk of the trailer park
And the truth it hurts in the guilty morning light
Now Sally she ain’t that bad
She weren’t the best that you ever had
You’re not sure it’s worth the pain of prying eyes
You’re supposedly dating Ruth
Now she probably knows the truth
How could you be so foolish and unwise (Ch)
Now you’re walking home with your woes
All your neighbors looking out of their windows
Mr. Cooper even comes out to give you a big high five
You keep limping on down the street
And everybody that you meet
They just shake their head and smile as you go by… doing the (Ch)
(Br) The sun is climbing high up in the sky
Shining down on all the things that you done wrong
The smell of wine and badly crafted lies
Won’t matter much now that Ruth is probably gone
Sure enough when you get home
All of Ruth’s stuff is gone
You just hang your head, you’ve got no one else to blame
But you know that you’re not alone
No, your neighbor’s they can’t throw stones
Every one of them has done the walk of shame (Ch)
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