2025 Competition Entry:

I’ll Ask the Questions, You Tell the Lies by Cee Cee James

Genre

Country

Artist

Co-writer(s)

yes

Performer(s)

Vocals – Cee Cee James
Rhythm Guitar – Rob Andrews
James Howard – Lead Guitar
David Malony – Drums
Dan Mohler – Bass
Larry Neubauer – Keyboards

Description

My husband and co-writer on most of our songs, came up with the title and I was off and running with the lyric. I sang my melody to Russ Deck and he strummed out the chord progression and so it began! :)

Bio

DRIVEN from birth to perform, sing, and give the fire in her soul… DRIVEN by self-seeking motives from wounds that produced deep insecurities, life never unfolded like “Cee Cee” thought it should! Awards, reviews, touring the U.S. and Europe, AND STILL no ‘just rewards’ so it seemed. Enveloped in a life of ignorant self-centered fear and unhappiness on all levels including infidelity and addiction, Cee Cee was graced to FINALLY reach surrender and the ‘truth.’ Her songs and writings hold the stories, the keys, the lessons, the growth. Now the path has turned inward unleashing and exposing all as she shares the messages and lessons.
The ‘claim to fame’ with her Fans has been the RAW & REAL which has been the key into every heart. There is no pretense. There is no posing. There is no perfection. What there is, is a bare aching human vulnerability and understanding of the ‘journey’ we are all on within the stories in the songs, and within the understanding heart flowing through her voice.

Lyrics

I’ll Ask The Questions, You Tell The Lies

Come on in honey sit right down
I know you been sneakin’ with the gal across town
Now don’t say nuthin’ until you’re ask
‘Cause all your old stories are in the trash

I’ll Ask The questions, You Tell The Lies
Its come that time for you to kiss my sweet behind bye bye
My love has run out from all your low-down lies
I’ll Ask The questions, You Tell The Lies

Comin’ home smellin’ like a bottle of gin
Walkin’ on in lies flyin’ off your lips
Lie’n about workin’ late, your broke down truck
Comin’ in red faced runnin’ for the tub, umm humm

I’ll Ask The questions, You Tell The Lies
Its come that time for you to kiss my sweet behind bye bye
My love has run out from all your stinkin’ lies
I’ll Ask The questions, You Tell The Lies

You think I’m stupid, that I’ll just keep goin’ along
Keepin’ up your house like a happy little mouse
But the news is out, oh Lord its hit the front page
Hope it was good cause the devils waitin’ for his pay

I got a nerve to put you out of your pain
Must be kind-a hard livin’ in your sneaky shame
I’d rather leave, rip you a new back-end
‘Cause that’s the pay back baby for this cheatin’ game

I’ll Ask The questions, You Tell The Lies
Its come that time for you to kiss my sweet behind bye bye
My love has run out from all your white-trash lies
I’ll Ask The questions, You Tell The Lies

I’ll Ask The Questions, You Tell The Lies
Its come that time for you to kiss my sweet behind bye bye
My love has run out from all your low down, stinkin,’ white-trash… lies
All your low-down, stinkin,’ white-trash lies
I’ll Ask The Questions yah, You Tell The Lies
I’ll Ask The Questions yah, You Tell The Lies

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