—Arthur Smith version, 1936
Chorus:
There's more pretty girls than one
There's more pretty girls than one
Now don't be blue, I'll tell you true
There's more pretty girls than one.
Well, I am a rambling man
I done roam this world around
I've always been a rounder boys
Since my girl turned me down.
The reason that I ramble
I'll tell you if I can
The only girl I ever loved
Left me for another man.
Now listen all you rounders
Let me tell you what you'd do
Don't fall in love with a pretty little girl
Unless you know she's true.
3/4
Verse and Chorus:
| I | I | IV | I |
| IV | I | I-V | I |
—origninal Leonard & John D. Rutherford, 1929 version
Up and down that lonesome road,
Hang down your head and cry,
Thinking about those pretty girls,
And I wish I'll never die.
Chorus:
There's more pretty girls than one,
There's more pretty girls than one;
Everywhere I ramble around,
There's more pretty girls than one.
There's fish that's never been caught
Pretty shoes that's never been bought
Everywhere I ramble around,
There's more pretty girls than one.
My mama told me one day,
She gave me good advice,
She told me to quit my ramblin' 'round,
And marry me a lovin' wife.