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!
chorus:
‘Tis the song and 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 looks do say
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 sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave
‘Tis the wail that is heard upon the shore
‘Tis a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave;
“Oh, hard times come again no more.”