(Chorus) There's more pretty girls than one More pretty girls than one Any old town that I ramble all around There's more pretty girls than one Now mama talked to me last night She gave to me some good advice Said son you ought to quit that old rambling all around And marry you a sweet loving wife (Chorus) Now look down that long lonesome road Hang down your head and cry I'm thinking all about them pretty little gals And hoping that I'll never die (Chorus)