Hard Times Come Again No More...

Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears

While we all sup sorry with the poor

There's a song that will linger forever in our ears

Oh hard times, come again no more

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

-Stephen Foster