Hard Times

Let us pause in life's pleasures and count our many tears As 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 sign of the weary Oh 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, 'tis sighing all the day Oh, hard times, come again no more. 'Tis the song, the sign 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 Tis a sigh that has wafted across this troubled way Tis a wail that's heard upon a shore Tis a dirge that is murmured across this lowly grave Oh hard times come again no more. Oh, hard times, come again no more. 'Tis the song, the sign of the weary Hard times, hard times, come again no more Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door Oh hard times, come again no more. Oh hard times come again no more.