Short life of trouble,
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 gone and left me
I don't know what I'll do.
I'd give this world and half my life
Just to be married to you.
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Now you've broken your promise
Go marry whom you may.
In this old world so big and so wide
I'll rambel back some day.
My right foots on the platform
My left foots on the train.
I'm leaving you and this lonesome old town
To neve return again.
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