Hard Times

Let us pause in life's pleasures
And count its 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

'Tis a sigh that is wafted
Across the troubled wave
'Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
'Tis a dirge that is murmured
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

While we seek mirth and beauty
And music light and gay
There are frail forms fainting at the door
Though their voices are silent
Their pleading lips 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