A COUNTRY MILE
Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m getting too used to this way of life
Fame is a baby, she rocks me at night
Far from the cold and the brash city lights
We purchase from sorrow a momentâ"š¬â"ž¢s respite
And each time you smile
I know I would follow you a country mile
For all that Iâ"š¬â"ž¢m chasing is worthless and vile
I was a backwater girl, home most nights
That was before I saw my name in lights
Stardom and squalor were not dreams of mine
But Iâ"š¬â"ž¢ve seen the Hollywood sign now
And how it shines
But when you smile
I swear I would follow you a country mile
Please save me before I do things that arenâ"š¬â"ž¢t worth my while