Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Charley Crockett
Bright lights, big city, where do my babies head?
Bright lights, big city, where do my babies head?
I tried to tell the girl, but she don't believe a thing I say
It's alright little girl, you are gonna need my help someday
It's alright little darlin', you are gonna need my help someday
You gonna wish that you would've listened, to some of them things I said
Gone ahead pretty mama, baby, knock yourself out
Gone ahead little darlin', honey, knock yourself out
I still want you baby, 'cause you don't know what it's all about, alright
Bright lights, big city, where do my babies head?
Bright lights, big city, all up in my darling's head
I hope that you remember some of them things I said