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chorus/chorus G//G//C//G// G//G//D//D// G//G//C//G// G//D//G//G// G ---- C ---- D ---- 320003 032010 x00232[oo] version lente - [oo] version moyenne - [oo] version rapide
I [G]wish to the Lord I'd [C]never been [G]born Or died when I was [D]young I [G]never would have seen Your [C]sparkling blue [G]eyes Or heard your [D]lying [G]tongue [G]All the good times Are [C]passed and [G]gone All the good times are [D]over [G]All the good times Are [C]passed and [G]gone Little darling don't you [D]weep no [G]more See that lonesome turtle dove Come flyin' from pine to pine He's mourning for his own true love Just like I mourn for mine Come back come back My own true love And stay awhile with me If ever I've had A friend in this world You've been a friend to me Don't you see that distant train Come whirling round the bend It's taking me away from this old town To never return again