[Verse 1]
She's been playing that room on the strip for ten years in Vegas
Every night she looks in the mirror and she only ages
She’s been readin' 'bout Nashville and all the records that everybody’s buyin'
Says, I'm a simple girl myself, I grew up on Long Island

[Pre-Chorus]
So she packs her bags to try her hand
Says this might be my last chance

[Chorus]
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

[Verse 2]
Well the folk scene's dead, and he’s holding out in the Village
He’s been writin' songs and speakin’ out against wealth and privilege
He says, now 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
[Pre-Chorus]
I hear down there it's changed, you see
Well, they're not as backward as they used to be

[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, yeah

[Verse 3]
He commutes to L.A, but he's got a house in the Valley
And the bills are pilin' 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
With the crime and the smog these days, this ain't no place for children

[Pre-Chorus]
Lord, it sounds so easy, this shouldn't take long
Be back in the money in no time at all

[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, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, he's gone country
A new kind of walk
He's gone country
A new kind of talk
He's gone country
Oh, well look at them boots
He's gone country
Yeah, back to his roots

[Outro]
He's gone country
Yeah, he's gone country
Everybody's gone country
We've gone county
The whole world's gone country