| C | |
| A country girl in Paris, moonlight on the Seine |
| C7 | |
| Memories | of Tennessee, Nashville in the rain |
| F | C | |
| It's su | ch a contradiction, a heart that's filled with pain |
| G | G7 | C | |
| A count | ry girl | in Paris dreamin' Nashville in the rain |
| C | |
| She walks along the boulevard Champs Elysee |
| C7 | |
| Thinks a | bout a country boy three thousand miles away |
| F | C | |
| Pride i | s such a hard thing, It's such a price to pay |
| G | G7 | C | |
| To be | all alo | ne in Pa | ris with true love so far away |
| Am | F | C | |
| Up upon | Montmar | tre when she stops to rest a while |
| Em | F | G | |
| All the | artists | look at her and they long to paint her |
| smile |
| Am | F | C | |
| For | even in | her sor | row there's something in her eyes |
| Em | F | G | |
| That ma | kes the | young men jealous, makes the old men |
| sigh |
| G | G7 | C | |
| A count | ry girl | in Paris . . . - |
| Am | F | C | |
| They sa | y the lo | ss of innocence is always linked to pain |
| Em | F | G | |
| For onc | e the he | art is opened nothing ever is the same |
| Am | F | C | |
| And so | the even | ing lends itself to lovers and ro mance |
| Em | F | |
| The way | to heal a broken heart is to give true love |
| G | G7 | |
| Just | one mor | e chance |
| C | |
| A country girl in Paris, moonlight on the Seine |
| C7 | |
| Memories | of Tennessee, Nashville in the rain |
| F | C | |
| It's su | ch a contradiction, a heart that's filled with pain |
| G | G7 | C | |
| A count | ry girl | in Paris dreamin' Nashville in the rain |
| G | G7 | C | |
| A count | ry girl | in Paris, longing for Nashville in the |
| rain |