More Pretty Girls Than One

One, two
 One, two, three, four
 Mama talked to me last night
 She gave to me some good advice
 She said, "Son you ought to quit
 This old ramblin' all around
 And marry you a sweet loving wife"
 But there's more pretty girls than one
 More pretty girls than one
 Any old town that I ramble all around in
 There's more pretty girls than one
 So 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 hoping that I never die
 'Cause there's more pretty girls than one
 More pretty girls than one
 Any old town that I ramble all around in
 There's more pretty girls than one
 So 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 hoping that I never die
 There's more pretty girls than one
 More pretty girls than one
 Any old town that I ramble all around in
 There's more pretty girls than one