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 a song' a 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 ones fainting at the door
 though their voices are silent
 their pleading looks will say
 oh, hard times come again no more
 'tis a song' a 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 a song'a 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