A Short Life Of Trouble - Dave Alvin

A short life of trouble, little girl

A few more words, then part

A short life of trouble, little girl

For a boy with a broken heart

Remember that promise you made to me

Standing in the ballroom door

You promised me that you’d marry me

And you would roam no more

A short life of trouble, little girl

A few more words, then part

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 go

A short life of trouble, little girl

A few more words, then part

Short life of trouble, little girl

For a boy with a broken heart

Sitting 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

A few more words, then part

A short life of trouble, little girl

For a boy with a broken heart