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 ...