Progressive Girl - Marty Robbins

This is the end of a romance

It was almost but not quite, you see

I couldn’t give you a thing you don’t already have

Little rich girl, you’re too good for me

My love for you was no secret

It was one love that just couldn’t be

I could never compete with the nice things you have

Little rich girl, you’re too good for me

May the warm winds of love keep your world all aglow

May you never be lonesome like me

May the cold, chilly winds of despair never blow

Little rich girl, you’re too good for me

May the warm winds of love keep your world all aglow

May you never be lonesome like me

May the cold, chilly winds of despair never blow

Little rich girl, you’re too good for me