All the good times 're past 'n gone
All the good times 're over
All the good times 're past 'n gone
Little darling don't you weep no more
Have you seen that turtle-dove
Flyin' from pine to pine
It seems to mourn for it's own true love
Just like I mourn for mine
All the good times ...
I'd wish to the lord I'd never been born
Or 'd died when I was young
I wished that I'd never seen your face
Nor heard your lying tongue
All the good times ...