Honey when I brought you here you said that you would sing(?)

You said that you would win(?) your way to fortune and fame

Now I've given everything to keep you warm and clean

I didn't bat an eye when you changed your name

I'm getting tired of hearing people call you someone else

I'm getting tired of seeing you go to work in the morning and eating

supper by myself

Now this Hollywood producer has offered you the world

He lets you drive his sporty new Camero

Wonder just how many girls he's told that story to

How many dreams have gone away in sorrow

I'm getting tires of biting my nails and pumping gasoline

I'm getting tired of waiting for you to figure out why this city is

Mae Jean run back home with me and I'll go back to working on your

daddy's farm

Mae Jean run back home with me

This wicked cities bound to do us harm

Now all this time I helped you with your promising career

I never said one word about your singing

I just want to let you know that you'll still be my star

If you say goodbye to Hollywood

And do your singing in the shower

Mae Jean run back home with me back to where the air is clean + free

May Jean run back home with me

If this city doesn't get us first it's gonna sink into the sea