She′s Been Playing In A Room On The Strip
For Ten Years In Vegas Every Night She Looks
In The Mirror, And She Only Ages She's Been
Readin′ About Nashville And All The Records That Everybody's
Buying Says, 'I'm A Simple Girl Myself, Grew Up
On Long Island' So She Packs Her Bags To
Try Her Hand Says, 'This Might Be My Last
Chance' She′s Gone Country, Look At Them Boots
She′s Gone Country, Back To Her Roots She's Gone
Country, A New Kind Of Suit She′s Gone Country,
Here She Comes Well, The Folk Scene's Dead,
But He′s Holding Out In The Village He's Been
Writing Songs, Speaking Out Against Wealth And Privilege He
Says, 'I Don′t Believe In Money, But A Man
Could Make Him A Killin'' 'Cause Some Of That
Stuff Don′t Sound Much Different Than Dylan I Hear
Down There It′s Changed, You See Well, They're Not
As Backward As They Used To Be He′s
Gone Country, Look At His Boots He's Gone Country,
Back To His Roots He′s Gone Country, A New
Kind Of Suit He's Gone Country, Here He Comes
He Commutes To L.A., But He′s Got A
House In The Valley But The Bills Are Piling
Up And The Pop Scene Just Ain't On The
Rally And He Says, Honey I'm A Serious Composer,
Schooled In Voice And Composition But With The Crime
And The Smog These Days, This Ain′t No Place
For Children Lord, It Sounds So Easy, This Shouldn′t
Take Long Be Back In The Money In No
Time At All He's Gone Country, Look At
Them Boots He′s Gone Country, Back To His Roots
He's Gone Country, A New Kind Of Suit He′s
Gone Country, Here He Comes Yeah, He's Gone
Country, A New Kind Of Walk He′s Gone Country,
A New Kind Of Talk He's Gone Country, Look
At Them Boots He's Gone Country, Oh, Back To
His Roots He′s Gone Country He′s Gone Country
Everybody's Gone Country Yeah, We′ve Gone County The Whole
World's Gone Country We Gone