About the song

Roy Orbison, a towering figure in the realm of rock and roll, crafted a timeless ballad that continues to enchant audiences worldwide. “Oh, Pretty Woman,” a standout track from his 1988 concert album *Black & White Night*, encapsulates Orbison’s signature style of dramatic vocals, lush arrangements, and heartfelt lyrics.

The song’s opening verse sets the scene with a simple yet evocative image: a man walking down the street, his eyes drawn to a beautiful woman in a red dress. Orbison’s voice, rich and resonant, conveys a sense of wonder and admiration. The chorus, with its iconic melody and memorable lyrics, declares his love and admiration for her. Orbison’s phrasing is impeccable, emphasizing the emotional weight of each word.

The instrumentation is equally striking. The arrangement features a driving rhythm section, soaring guitar solos, and a lush string section that adds a touch of grandeur. The interplay between Orbison’s vocals and the instrumental accompaniment creates a powerful and moving listening experience.

“Oh, Pretty Woman” is more than just a love song; it’s a testament to Orbison’s artistry and his ability to connect with audiences on a deep emotional level. The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless appeal and Orbison’s enduring legacy.

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Lyrics

Pretty woman walkin’ down the street
Pretty woman, the kind I’d like to meet
Pretty woman, I don’t believe you, you’re not the truth
No one could look as good as you
Mercy
Pretty woman, won’t you pardon me?
Pretty woman, I couldn’t help but see
Pretty woman, that you look lovely as can be
Are you lonely just like me?
Grrrow
Pretty woman, stop awhile
Pretty woman, talk awhile
Pretty woman, give your smile to me
Pretty woman, yeah, yeah, yeah
Pretty woman, look my way
Pretty woman, say you’ll stay with me
‘Cause I need you, I’ll treat you right
Come with me, baby, be mine tonight
Pretty woman, don’t walk on by
Pretty woman, don’t make me cry
Pretty woman, don’t walk away, hey
Okay
If that’s the way it must be, okay
I guess I’ll go on home, it’s late
There’ll be tomorrow night, but wait
What do I see?
Is she walkin’ back to me?
Yeah, she’s walkin’ back to me
Oh, oh, pretty woman

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