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 as tall as we could go 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
I thought that big city girls got easy quickin's 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 a takin' 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 plead
Well I found out later he needed her doctor like he needed her holdin' her 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