Short life of trouble
A few more words to part
Short life of trouble dear girl
For a boy with a broken heart
Remember what you promised
Not more than a week ago
You promised that you’d marry me
Standing in your mama’s door
Now you’ve broken you’re promise
Go marry whom you may
For this old world’s so big and so wide
I’ll ramble back some day
Now you’ve gone and left me
I don’t know what I’ll do
I’d give the world and half of my life
Just to be married to you