ALL THE GOOD TIMES ARE PASSED AND GONE

^G All the good   ^G times are ^C passed and ^G gone
^G All the good   ^G times are  ^D o'er            ^D
G All the good   ^G times are  ^C passed and ^Ggone  little
^G darling doncha^D weep no  ^Gmore           ^G

 

O, don't you see that lonesome dove
Fly'in from vine to vine
Mourning for its own true mate
Just like I mourn for mine

 

O, cain't you hear that lonesome train
Com'in around th bend
It'll take me away from this ole town
Ain't never com'in back again

 

I wished to th Lord, I'd never been born
E'r died when I was young
I'd never had seen your smil'in face
Or heard your lyin’ tongue

 

Come back, come back my own true love
And stay a while with me
For if ever I've had a friend in this world
You've been that friend to me