I wish to the Lord I'd never been born Or died when I was young I never would a' seen your sparklin' blue eyes Or heard your lying tongue
All the good times are past and gone All the good times are o'er All the good times are past and gone Little darlin' don't you weep no more.
Now don't you see that turtle dove A-flyin' from pine to pine It's mournin' for It's own true love Just like I mourn for mine.
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 a friend to meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.