Hard Times

Let us pause in life’s journey and count the 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

While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay
There are frail forms awaiting at the door
Though their voices are silent, their pleading seems to say
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

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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, it's sighing all the day
Oh, hard times, come again no more

It's a song the wind blows across the troubled wave
It's a cry that's heard along the shore
It's the words that are whispered beside the lowly grave
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