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