♪ Wichita was his name,
breaking hearts his game,
he left them all behind in tears and pain.
Until yesterday,
not one had come his way,
who could bring him to his knees and make him grow.
She was only five foot two,
he was six and four,
but she ain't looking up to him no more.
With a face he can't forget,
and the love he couldn't get,
old Wichita keeps pacing across the floor.
Cause the big man is hurting bad,
the big man is low and sad,
they say that he's too big and tough to cry.
The big man is feeling pain,
the big man just loves in vain,
that gal of five foot two waved him goodbye.
Wichita now is tame,
he'll never feel the same,
he'll never stand as tall as he once stood.
Cause someone came along,
made him fall and then was gone,
and now he knows that hurting's not so good.
Cause the big man is hurting bad,
the big man is low and sad,
they say that he's too big,
too tough to cry.
The big man is feeling pain,
the big man just loves in vain,
that gal of five foot two waved him goodbye.
Goodbye Wichita,
you ain't gonna hurt no girl no more,
cause this little five foot two chick done brought you down Wichita.
Bye Wichita.