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
