A Short Life of Trouble Lyrics

A short life of trouble, little girl
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A short life of trouble, little girl
For a boy with a broken heartRemember that promise you made to me
Standing in the ballroom door
You promised me that you'd marry me
And you would roam no moreA short life of trouble, little girl
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Short life of trouble, little girl
For a boy with a broken heart
I hear that train a-comin'
I hear that whistle blow
I'd rather be dead and in my grave
Than to see my darling goA short life of trouble, little girl
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Short life of trouble, little girl
For a boy with a broken heartSitting alone, talking with you
Gazing into your eyes

I'd give all this world and half of my life
If you were only my bride
A short life of trouble, little girl
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A short life of trouble, little girl
For a boy with a broken heart
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