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Let us pause in life's pleasures
and count it's many tears
while we all sup sorrow with the poor;
there's a song that will linger
forever in our ears;
Oh hard times come again no more.
'tis the song, the sigh
of the weary
hard times, hard times
come again no more.
Many days you have lingered
around my cabin door;
Oh hard times come again no more.
While we seek mirth and beauty
and music light and gay
there frail forms fainting at the door;
though their voices are silent,
their pleading looks will say
oh, hard times come again no more.
'Tis the song, the sigh, of the weary
Hard times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered
around my cabin door
Oh! Hard times come again no more
There's a pale, drooping maiden
who toils her life away
with a worn heart whose better days are o'er
Though her voice would be merry, to sighing all the day
Oh! Hard times come again no more
'Tis the song, the sigh, of the weary
Hard times, hard times come again no more
Many days you have lingered
around my cabin door
Oh! Hard times, hard times, come again no more
'Tis the sigh that is wafted
Across the troubled wave.
'Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
'Tis a dirge that is murmered around the lowly grave
Oh! Hard times come again no more.
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary
Hard times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered
around my cabin door
Oh! Hard times come again no more.
Oh, hard times come again no more.