John Denver

A country girl in Paris, moonlight on the Seine
Memories of Tennessee, Nashville in the rain
It's such a contradiction, a heart that's filled with pain
A country girl in Paris dreamin' Nashville in the rain
She walks along the boulevard Champs Elysee
Thinks about a country boy three thousand miles away
Pride is such a hard thing, It's such a price to pay
To be all alone in Paris with true love so far away
Up upon Montmartre when she stops to rest a while
All the artists look at her and they long to paint her
smile
For even in her sorrow there's something in her eyes
That makes the young men jealous, makes the old men
sigh
A country girl in Paris . . . -
They say the loss of innocence is always linked to pain
For once the heart is opened nothing ever is the same
And so the evening lends itself to lovers and ro mance
The way to heal a broken heart is to give true love
Just one more chance
A country girl in Paris, moonlight on the Seine
Memories of Tennessee, Nashville in the rain
It's such a contradiction, a heart that's filled with pain
A country girl in Paris dreamin' Nashville in the rain
A country girl in Paris, longing for Nashville in the
rain