Hard Times
Hard Times
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Let us....
Let us [C]pause in life's pleasures and [F]count its many [C]tears
[F]While we [C-Csus4]all sup [G]sorrow with the [C]poor[Csus4].[C]
There's a [C]song that will linger for[F]ever in our [C]ears,
[F]Oh, [C]hard times, [G]come again no [C]more.
'Tis the [C]song, the [C3]sigh [B]of [C3]the [F]wea[C]ry.
[C]Hard times, hard times, [D]come again no [G]more.
Many [C]days you have lingered all a[F]round my cabin [C]door.
[F]Oh, [C]hard times, [G]come again no [C]more.
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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.
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
There's pale drooping maiden who toils her life away
With a worn out heart, whose better days are o'er.
Though her voice it would be merry, 'tis 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 all around my cabin door.
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 all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
Hard Times
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Let us....
Let us [C]pause in life's pleasures and [F]count its many [C]tears
[F]While we [C-Csus4]all sup [G]sorrow with the [C]poor[Csus4].[C]
There's a [C]song that will linger for[F]ever in our [C]ears,
[F]Oh, [C]hard times, [G]come again no [C]more.
'Tis the [C]song, the [C3]sigh [B]of [C3]the [F]wea[C]ry.
[C]Hard times, hard times, [D]come again no [G]more.
Many [C]days you have lingered all a[F]round my cabin [C]door.
[F]Oh, [C]hard times, [G]come again no [C]more.
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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.
'Tis the song, the sigh of the weary.
Hard times, hard times, come again no more.
Many days you have lingered all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
There's pale drooping maiden who toils her life away
With a worn out heart, whose better days are o'er.
Though her voice it would be merry, 'tis 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 all around my cabin door.
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 all around my cabin door.
Oh, hard times, come again no more.
