| Tis the song, the sigh of weary
|
| Hard times, harder times, come again no more
|
| Many days you have lingered around my cabin door
|
| Oh hard times come again no more
|
| Let us pause in life’s pleasures
|
| And count its many tears
|
| For we all sip sorrow with the boys
|
| There’s a song that will linger
|
| Forever in our ears
|
| Oh hard times come again no more
|
| Tis the song, the sigh of weary
|
| Hard times, harder 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 riches bright, and gay
|
| They are frail forms fading at the door
|
| All though their voices are silent
|
| Their bleeding throats will say
|
| Oh hard times come again no more
|
| Tis the song, the sigh of weary
|
| Hard times, harder times, come again no more
|
| Many days you have lingered around my cabin door
|
| Oh hard times come again no more
|
| There’s a pale, droopy maiden who toils her life away
|
| With a sad face, who’s better days are gone
|
| The voice would be silent, her pleading looks will say
|
| Oh hard times come again no more
|
| Tis the song, the sigh of weary
|
| Hard times, harder times, come again no more
|
| Many days you have lingered around my cabin door
|
| Oh hard times come again no more
|
| Tis the song, the sigh of weary
|
| Hard times, harder times, come again no more
|
| Many days you have lingered around my cabin door
|
| Oh hard times come again no more
|
| Tis the song, the sigh of weary
|
| Hard times, harder times, come again no more
|
| Many days you have lingered around my cabin door
|
| Oh hard times come again no more
|
| Oh hard times come again no more |