That more pretty girl than I, that more pretty girl than I, every time I look at her, that
more pretty girl than I, my mama told me last night, she gave me good advice, that son
you gotta quit your livin' life, marry the man you love, that more pretty girl than I, that more pretty girl than I, every time I look at her, that more pretty girl than I.
Look down that lonesome road, hang that little head and cry, I'm through, I'm through, I'm fed up, that more pretty girl than I, that more pretty girl than I, that more pretty girl than I,
every time I ramble around, that more pretty girl than I, look down that lonesome road, hang that little head and cry,
I'm thinking back to spendin' Christmas, hopin' I'll never die, that more pretty girl than I, that more pretty girl than I, every time I ramble around, that more pretty girl than I.
I'm thinking back to spendin' Christmas, hopin' I'll never die, that more pretty girl than I, that more pretty girl than I, every time I ramble around, that more pretty girl than I, that more pretty girl than I.