Chorus:
All the good times have past and gone. All the good times are
over.
All the good times have past and gone. Little darlin', don't you
weep no more.

I wish to the Lord I'd never been born the time when I was
young.
I never would've seen her smiling face or heard her lying
tongue.

(Chorus)

Oh, don't you see that lonesome dove that flies from pine to
pine?
He's searchin' for his own, his own true love just like I search
for mine.

(Chorus)

Come back, come back, my own true love, and stay a while with
me.
If ever I've had a friend in this world, you've been a friend to
me.

(Chorus, twice)