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