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
 It's the 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 forms fainting at the door
 Though their voices now are silent, their pleading looks still say
 Oh, hard times, come again no more
 It's the 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
 There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away
 With a warm heart, whose better days are o'er
 Though her voice should be merry, it's singing all the day
 Oh, hard times, come again no more
 It's 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
 It's a sigh that has wafted across the troubled wave
 It's a whale that is heard upon the shore
 It's a dirt that is merriment around the lonely grain
 Oh, hard times, come again no more
 It's 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