Tytuł: Plain Jane country

• Wykonawca: Roy Orbison
• Wyświetleń: 281

I read your letter just this morning
   The first you've wrote since you've been gone
   You've finally found yourself a home
  
   You've bought a new car, a great big red one
   With a top that rolls right down
   You must be something in San Fransisco
   A dressed up, painted country clown
  
   You're fakin' it well, but it's easy to tell
   You're plain jane country come to town
   The pace is too fast and you're out of your class
   You're plain jane country come to town
  
   You know I love you, at least you ought to
   I've loved you all of my livin' days
   You got no business makin' changes
   Yeah girl, I love your country ways
  
   Go sell that red car, catch an airplane
   And I'll be waiting when you land
   Yeah, get a white dress, find a preacher
   We'll get some rings to fit your hand
  
   You're fakin' it well, but it's easy to tell
   You're plain jane country come to town
   The pace is too fast and you're out of your class
   You're plain jane country come to town
   You're plain jane country come to town
   You're plain jane country come to town