The singer had left his song on the air The hunter had shouldered his arms After the day, the long, long night, And after the night, the dawn. All the good times are past and gone All the good times are ours All the good times are passed and gone Little darling don't you weep no more. I don't want a seat at your table so dry I don't want a bed on your floor You can't let me down through the forest of lore And nail off my hide on your door All the good times are past and gone All the good times are ours All the good times are passed and gone Little darling don't you weep no more. Forget all the tears that threatened to tear you Forget all the pain in your head The meek and the weak shall inherit the Earth The savage and honest are there. All the good times are past and gone All the good times are ours All the good times are passed and gone Little darling don't you weep no more. Build me a boat where the willows once grew Where the vole and the otter swam free Row me away from this desolate land And make for the open sea. All the good times are past and gone All the good times are ours All the good times are passed and gone Little darling don't you weep no more.