More Pretty Girls Than One

There's more pretty girls than one More pretty girls then one Every old town that I rambled around And there's more pretty girls than one Mama talked to me last night She gave me some good advise She said "Son, you'd better quit this old ramblin' all around And mary you a sweet little wife" (break) Honey, look down that old lonesome road Hang down your pretty head and cry 'cause I'm thinking all about them pretty little gals And a-hopin' that I never die There's more pretty girls than one There's more pretty girls then one Every old town that I rambled around And there's more pretty girls than one (break)