Hard Times
by Stephen Foster
Let us [C] pause in life's pleasures
And [F] count its many [C] tears; [F]
While we [C] all sup [G7] sorrow with the [C] poor
There's a [C] song that will linger
For- [F] ever [G] in our [Am] ears; [F]
Oh, [C] hard times, [G7] come again no [C] more
( Chorus:
'Tis a [C] song, a sigh of the [F] wea- [C] ry
[C] Hard times, [F] hard [C] times,
[D7] Come again no [G7] more
Many [C] days you have [C7] lingered
[F] around my [G] cabin [Am] door [F]
Oh, [C] hard times, come [G7] again no [C] 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
Chorus
There's frail silent maiden
Who toils her life away,
With a worn heart, whose better days are o'er
Though her voice would be merry,
'tis sighing all the day,
Oh, hard times, come again no more
Chorus
'Tis a sigh that is wafted
Across the troubled wave
Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
Tis a dirge that is murmured
Around the lowly grave
Oh, hard times, come again no more
( Chorus:
'Tis a [C] song, a sigh of the [F] wea- [C] ry
[C] Hard times, [F] hard [C] times,
[D7] Come again no [G7] more
Many [C] days you have [C7] lingered
[F] around my [G] cabin [Am] door
[F] Oh, [C] hard times, come [G7] again no [C] more )
And [F] count its many [C] tears; [F]
While we [C] all sup [G7] sorrow with the [C] poor
There's a [C] song that will linger
For- [F] ever [G] in our [Am] ears; [F]
Oh, [C] hard times, [G7] come again no [C] more
( Chorus:
'Tis a [C] song, a sigh of the [F] wea- [C] ry
[C] Hard times, [F] hard [C] times,
[D7] Come again no [G7] more
Many [C] days you have [C7] lingered
[F] around my [G] cabin [Am] door [F]
Oh, [C] hard times, come [G7] again no [C] 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
Chorus
There's frail silent maiden
Who toils her life away,
With a worn heart, whose better days are o'er
Though her voice would be merry,
'tis sighing all the day,
Oh, hard times, come again no more
Chorus
'Tis a sigh that is wafted
Across the troubled wave
Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
Tis a dirge that is murmured
Around the lowly grave
Oh, hard times, come again no more
( Chorus:
'Tis a [C] song, a sigh of the [F] wea- [C] ry
[C] Hard times, [F] hard [C] times,
[D7] Come again no [G7] more
Many [C] days you have [C7] lingered
[F] around my [G] cabin [Am] door
[F] Oh, [C] hard times, come [G7] again no [C] more )