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 
Chorus It’s 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 
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, it’s sighing all the day Oh hard times, come again no more 
It’s a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave It’s a wail that is heard upon the shore It’s a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave Oh hard times, come again no more 
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