Hard times come again no more

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.

'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 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, to 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, hard times, come again no more

'Tis the sigh that is wafted

Across the troubled wave.

'Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore

'Tis a dirge that is murmered 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.

Oh, hard times come again no more.