Hard Times Come Again No More

Let us Cpause in life’s C7pleasures
and Fcount its many Ctears
FWhile we Call sup sorrow G7with the Fpoor. C CThere’s a ‘ song that will C7linger
Fforever in our Cears;
FOh, Chard times, Amcome Gagain no Cmore. F  C ‘Tis the Csong, the C7sigh of the Fwea- Cry
CHard times, Fhard Ctimes, AmCome a- D7gain no Cmore
G7Many Cdays you have C7lingered Faround my Fmcabin Cdoor
FOh, Chard times, come a- G7gain no Cmore. F  C

 

1. 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 the song, the sigh of the weary
Hard times, hard times, Come a-gain no more
Many days you have lingered around my cabin door
Oh, hard times, come a-gain no more.

2. 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 will say
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
‘Tis the song, 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.

3. 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 song, 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.

4. ‘Tis a sigh that is wafted
across the troubled wave
‘Tis a wail that is heard up on the shore.
‘Tis a ‘ dirge that is murmured
around the lowly grave
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
‘Tis the song, 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.