Let us pause in life’s pleasures and count the 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 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
Though we seek mirth and beauty and music bright and gay
They are frail forms a-waiting by our door
Though their voices are silent, their pleading seems to say
Oh, hard times come again no more
It’s a sigh that is wafted across the lowly plains
It’s a wail that is heard upon the shore
It’s a dirge that is murmured across the lonely grave
Oh hard times come again no more