Let us pause in life's pleasures
And count its many tears
While we all share 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 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 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
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
Oh, hard times, come again no more