[00:05:00]written by Stephen Foster
[00:10.60]Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,
[00:16.60]While we all sup sorrow with the poor;
[00:23.10]There's a song that will linger forever in our ears;
[00:29.10]Oh Hard times come again no more.
[00:35.60]Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
[00:42.05]Hard Times, hard times, come again no more.
[00:48.95]Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
[00:54.30]Oh hard times come again no more.
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[01:12.02]While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay,
[01:18.95]There are frail forms fainting at the door;
[01:24.72]Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say,
[01:30.67]Oh hard times come again no more.
[01:37.03]Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
[01:43.01]Hard Times, hard times, come again no more
[01:50.20]Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
[01:56.76]Oh hard times come again no more.
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[02:14:76]There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away,
[02:20:56]With a worn heart whose better days are o'er:
[02:26:74]Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing all the day,
[02:32.75]Oh hard times come again no more.
[02:39.21]Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
[02:46.02]Hard Times, hard times, come again no more.
[02:52:56]Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
[02:58.89]Oh hard times come again no more.
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