It's utterly Sandie Shaw to my ears. Oh, I don't mean they sound alike. They don't. But Shaw sang about the same girl-on-the-verge-of-womanhood stuff in a very similar way. "Had A Dream Last Night", "Tell The Boys", "Tomorrow", all the rest: in 2010 Swift is drawing from the same well. And by the way, let's not forget Shaw was a little folksy herself, with her laughable propensity to go without shoes.
One thing good pop music can't be is cynical or contrived. Taylor Swift's sound is worked-over and slick, yes, but one could just as easily put that down to adhering to a hit-making template like Phil Spector or Motown. That observation alone isn't enough to condemn her as another Britney. What counts with Swift is that the singing and words are exactly what they should be for a smart, talented 20 year old working in her realm. She's not dumbing it down for younger kids and she's not sexing it up for *cough* predatory older guys. What you see is what you get, for better or worse, and that's unusual enough to merit some respect.
I'm not arguing she's a major artist like a Joni Mitchell or a Patti Smith. I doubt she'll ever be one. But when was the last time you heard a simple voice-guitar-bass-drums song telling a story over a catchy tune, with a glimmer of spirit and maybe a memorable line or two? Not sung by a middle-aged man? Not sung by a band from Brooklyn channeling 1983? Not sung by a chick fresh out of art school aching to show off her cool?
There's an aspect of Morrissey that's all about It might be a small part of who he is, but it's there. Taylor Swift fits that category to a T. I beg the court to reconsider its verdict!