Big City Girls – Carl Belew – letras

Now big city girls drive big fine cars and they wear expensive clothesAnd where they get all their money from well you’re talkin’ to a feller that knowsI came to town about a week ago to put some money and the savings and loanI met a big city girl in a big fine car and she took every penny I ownNow big city girls are pretty as the Dickens and fickle as they can beAh, but a big city girl’s got easy pickins with an old country boy like meNow we got a talkin’ bout this and that when she told me that her daddy was sickShe had to take him to the doctor man and she had to have the money right quickSo I let her have it like a good old boy she took it out way she fledWell I found out later he needed a doctor like he needed a hole in the headYeah big city girls are pretty…[ guitar ]Now there’s not a car runnin’ on the road that automobile wouldn’t passAh but everytime we drove a thing round the clock we had to fill it up with gasWe kept on a goin’ from place to place till all of my money was goneAnd all she left me was a kiss on the cheek when she told me she was movin’ onYeah big city girls are pretty…