
Introduction
Some songs don’t try to fix the pain—they just tell the truth about what remains. “All That We’ve Got Left” is one of those songs. When George Jones and Vern Gosdin sing it together, it feels less like a duet and more like two men comparing scars in a quiet room.
What makes this song so powerful is its restraint. There’s no drama, no reaching for redemption. Just the acknowledgment that after love has burned itself out—after pride, mistakes, and time have taken their toll—sometimes all you’re left with are memories. And even those can ache. George brings that weathered honesty he was known for, while Vern’s voice adds a soft, aching clarity, like a wound that’s learned how to speak.
You can hear the lived experience in every line. These aren’t voices pretending to understand loss. They’ve been there. They sing with the kind of humility that comes only after life has had the last word. The song doesn’t ask for sympathy. It doesn’t offer solutions. It simply sits with the truth—and trusts the listener to recognize it.
If you’ve ever looked back on a relationship and realized there was nothing left to argue about, nothing left to save—only what you remember—this song will hit close. All That We’ve Got Left isn’t about heartbreak in the moment. It’s about what lingers after the noise is gone.
That’s why the song endures. Two voices. One hard truth. And the quiet understanding that sometimes memory is the only thing that survives.
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Lyrics
George Jones & Verm Gosdin
I once held that someone special, didn’t have to let her go
I just stood back and watched my future pass
And for the awful shape I’m in I can only blame myself
It’s no wonder that her love for me wasn’t strong enough to last.
Poor it on for all it’s worth through all that we got lived
And for what it’s worth we’ve been less than easy on ourself
If we could write a book they could’nt keep it on the shelf
We’re just tryin’ to get it right with all that we’ve got left.
I was there when the bar room opened, I’ve been there at closin’ time
There were things I couldn’t handle by myself
Then the right one picked me up and we left it all behind
She said I’m all she’ll ever need and for me there’s no one else/
Poor it on for all it’s worth through all that we got lived
And for what it’s worth we’ve been less than easy on ourself
If we could write a book they could’nt keep it on the shelf
We’re just tryin’ to get it right with all that we’ve got left.
We’re just tryin’ to get it right with all that we’ve got left…