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