Hard Times

(Stephen Foster)



Let us pause in life's pleasures and count her 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 a song the sigh of the weary hard times

Hard times come again no more

Many days you have lingered all around my door

Oh, hard times come again no more.



Though 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.



It's a song the sigh of the weary hard times

Hard times come again no more

Many days you have lingered all around my door

Oh, hard times come again no more.



There's a pale young maiden who foils her life away

With a worn out heart whose better days are o'er

Though her voice it would be singing it's sighing all the day

Oh hard times come again no more.



It's a song the sigh of the weary hard times

Hard times come again no more

Many days you have lingered all around my door

Oh, hard times come again no more.



Oh, hard times come again no more...