[Verse 1]
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

[Bridge]
She's been readin' about Nashville, and all the records
That everybody's buyin'
Says, I'm a simple girl myself
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
But he's holding out in the Village
He's been writin' songs, speakin' out against
Wealth and privilege

[Bridge]
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

[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
Lack to his roots
He's gone country
A new kind of suit
He's gone country
Here he comes
[Verse 3]
Well, he commutes to L.A
But he's got a house in the Valley
But the bills are pilin' up
And the pop scene just ain't on the rally

[Bridge]
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

[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
[Chorus 2]
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

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

Songwriter: Bob McDill