verse 1 

B                  E 
I read your letter just this morning 
    F#           E                       B 
The first you've wrote since you've been gone 
                            E 
You've found your good life in California 
F#                   E                B 
You've found, you've found yourself a home 
                         E 
You've bought a new car, a great big red one 
F#     E                     B 
With a top that rolls right down 
                      E 
You must be something in San Fransisco 
F#            E               B 
A dressed up, painted country clown 


[Refrão]
       E                        B 
You're fakin' it well, but it's easy to tell 
       F#                         B 
You're plain jane country come to town 
    E                           B           C#m 
The pace is too fast and you're out of your class 
       B          F#              B 
You're plain jane country come to town 

verse 2 

B                    E 
You know I love you, at least you ought to 
F#             E                B 
I've loved you all of my livin' days 
                    E 
You got no business makin' changes 
F#           E                 B 
Yeah girl, I love your country ways 
                      E 
Go sell that red car, catch an airplane 
F#          E                B 
And I'll be waiting when you land 
                         E 
Yeah, get a white dress, find a preacher 
F#             E                 B 
We'll get some rings to fit your hand 


[Refrão]
       E                        B 
You're fakin' it well, but it's easy to tell 
       F#                         B 
You're plain jane country come to town 
    E                           B           C#m 
The pace is too fast and you're out of your class 
       B          F#              B 
You're plain jane country come to town 
       B          F#              B 
You're plain jane country come to town