[Chorus] All the good times are past and gone All the good times are past and gone All the good times are past and gone Whats left for a poor boy to do [Verse 1] I can still see my mama bent over that ol washpot And its so doggone cold you could nearly freeze on the spot And pa eating them flapjacks and yelling for more And the kids making tracks across mamas clean floor But all them good times are past and gone now All the good times are gone [Verse 2] Well you could look for miles down a winding railroad track And see train a leaving and hear one coming back And with a cloud of blue up over your head Its like something from a storybook that you once read But all them good times are past and gone now All the good times are gone [Chorus] All the good times are past and gone Whats left for a poor boy to do You might also like[Verse 3] And go down on that river when the bigguns make their run And the cane poles grow so thick they block up the sun Just smell that coffee boiling in an old tin can And that hot grease popping in the frying pan But all them good times are past and gone now All them good times are gone [Chorus] All the good times are past and gone Whats left for a poor boy to do All the good times are past and gone All the good times
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