Big City Girls

Now big city girls drive big fine cars and they wear 
expensive clothes
And where they get all their money from well you're talkin'
 to a feller that knows
I came to town about a week ago to put some money and the 
savings and loan
I met a big city girl in a big fine car and she took every 
penny I own
Now big city girls are pretty as the Dickens and fickle as 
they can be
Ah, but a big city girl's got easy pickins with an old 
country boy like me

Now we got a talkin' bout this and that when she told me 
that her daddy was sick
She had to take him to the doctor man and she had to have 
the money right quick
So I let her have it like a good old boy she took it out 
way she fled
Well I found out later he needed a doctor like he needed a 
hole in the head
Yeah big city girls are pretty...

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Now there's not a car runnin' on the road that automobile 
wouldn't pass
Ah but everytime we drove a thing round the clock we had to
 fill it up with gas
We kept on a goin' from place to place till all of my money
 was gone
And all she left me was a kiss on the cheek when she told 
me she was movin' on
Yeah big city girls are pretty...