Roy Orbison - Plain Jane Country (Come To Town) - Текст песни

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