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She's been playing that room on the strip for ten years in Vegas  
      G                      C          D        (riff)  
Every night she looks in the mirror but she only ages  
           G                                   C            D           
  (riff)  
She's been reading 'bout Nashville and all the records that   
everybody's buying  
           G                  C    D          (riff)  
Says I'm a simple girl myself grew up on Long Island  
       Em                D  
So she packs her bags to try her hand  
     Em            D  
Says this might be my last chance  
  
first chorus:  
           G        C            D  
She's gone country, look at them boots  
           G        C           D  
She's gone country, back to her roots  
           G        C             D  
She's gone country, a new kind of suit  
           Em       NC  
She's gone country, here she comes  
  
 G                             C                  D 
Well the folk scene's dead, but he's holding out in the village  
    G                          C                  D                
He's been writing songs, speaking out against wealth and privilege 
    G                          C                  D 
He says I don't believe in money, but a man could make him a killin'  
       G                       C                   D 
Cause some of that stuff don't sound much different than Dylan  
Em                     D 
I hear down there it's changed you see  
Em                     D 
They're not as backwards as they used to be  
  
second chorus:  
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  
  
He commutes to L.A., but he's got a house in the valley  
But the bills are pilling up and the pop scene just ain't on a 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, this shouldn't take long  
Be back in the money in no time at all  
  
second chorus  
  
third chorus:  
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, 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