Let us pause in life's pleasures and count it's 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 sign 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 look still say
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
It's a song, a sign 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 sighing all the day
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
It's a song, a sign 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 side that has wafted across the trouble way
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 sign 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!
