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From Alan Jackson's album: Who I Am

She^,s been playing in a room on a strip
For ten years in Vegas
Every night she looks in the mirror
But she only ages
She^,s been reading 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 is 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
They^,re not as backwards as they used to be^,

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
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He^,s gone country, here he comes

He commutes to LA
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
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 it 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 country
The whole world^,s gone country
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