She's been playin' in a room on the Strip
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For ten years in Vegas
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Every night she looks in the mirror
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And she only ages
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She's been readin' about Nashville and all
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The records that everybody's buyin'
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Says 'I'm a simple girl myself
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Grew up on Long Island'
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So she packs her bags to try to her hand
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Says this might be my last chance
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She's gone country, look at them boots
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She's gone country, back to her roots
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She's gone country, a new kind of suit
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She's gone country, here she comes
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Well the folk scene is dead
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But he's holdin' out in the village
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He's been writin' songs speakin' out
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Against wealth and privilege
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He says 'I dont believe in money
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But a man could make him a killin'
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'Cause some of that stuff don't sound
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Much different than Dylan
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I hear down there it's changed you see
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They're not as backward as they used to be
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He's gone country, look at them boots
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He's gone country, back to his roots
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He's gone country, a new kind of suit
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He's gone country, here he comes
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Well, he commutes to LA
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But he's got a house in the valley
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But the bills are pilin' up
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And the pop scene just ain't on the rally
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And he says 'Honey I'm a serious composer
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Schooled in voice and composition
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But with the crime and the smog these days
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This ain't no place for children
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Lord it sounds so easy it shouldn't take long
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Be back in the money in no time at all
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He's gone country, look at them boots
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He's gone country, backt to his roots
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He's gone country, a new kind of suit
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He's gone country, here he comes
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Yeah he's gone country, a new kind of walk
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He's gone country, a new kind of talk
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He's gone country, look at them boots
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He's gone country, oh back to his roots
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He's gone country
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He's gone country
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Everybody's gone country
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Yeah we've gone country
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The whole world's gone country
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She's Gone Country
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| Alan Jackson |
