Plain Jane Country (Come To Town) — текст песни (Roy Orbison)

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