Song parody of
Nothing Short of Dying
by Travis Tritt
Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the Nothing Short of Dying song by Travis Tritt.
Simply click on any word to get rhyming words suggestion to use instead of the original ones. You may also remove or alter entire lines if needed — when you're done save your work and share it with our community — have fun!
I should have told her more I love her
I should've spent more time at home
But should haves really aren't important
Since the fact is, now she's gone
I wish I'd listened to my conscience
When it said, "Don't let her go"
And if she's wonderin' how I'm doing
Well, I think she ought to know
That I find myself praying
More than I've ever did before
And now I find my heart is breaking
Each time her memory slams the door
And I find myself crying
And trying to hold on
'Cause there ain't nothing short of dying
That's worse than being left alone
I thought I'd be just fine without her
I'd be happy, a free man
But the hurting side of lonesome
Is what I didn't understand
And the lessons that I'm learning
Lord, I'm learning awful well
'Cause nights I used to spend in heaven
Have been replaced by nights of hell
And I find myself praying
More than I've ever did before
And now I find my heart is breaking
Each time her memory slams the door
And I find myself crying
Oh, and trying to hold on
'Cause there ain't nothing short of dying
That's worse than being left alone
I should have told her more I love her
I should've spent more time at home
But should haves really aren't important
Since the fact is, now she's gone
I wish I'd listened to my conscience
When it said, "Don't let her go"
And if she's wonderin' how I'm doing
Well, I think she ought to know
That I find myself praying
More than I've ever did before
And now I find my heart is breaking
Each time her memory slams the door
And I find myself crying
And trying to hold on
'Cause there ain't nothing short of dying
That's worse than being left alone
I thought I'd be just fine without her
I'd be happy, a free man
But the hurting side of lonesome
Is what I didn't understand
And the lessons that I'm learning
Lord, I'm learning awful well
'Cause nights I used to spend in heaven
Have been replaced by nights of hell
And I find myself praying
More than I've ever did before
And now I find my heart is breaking
Each time her memory slams the door
And I find myself crying
Oh, and trying to hold on
'Cause there ain't nothing short of dying
That's worse than being left alone
