Hard Times Come Again No More

Let us pause [D]in life's pleasures and count [A]it s many tears,[D]
[G]while we [D]all sup sorrow [A]with the [D]poor
There's a song that will linger for[A]ever in our [D]ears;
[G]Oh, [D]hard times come a[A]gain no [D]more.

[D]Tis the song, the sigh of the [G]wear[D]y,
hard times, hard times, come a[E]gain no [A]more
Many [D]days you have lingered a[A]round my cabin [D]door;
[G]Oh, [D]hard times come a[A]gain no [D]more.

While we [D]seek mirth and beauty and [A]music light and [D]gay,
[G]there are [D]frail forms [A]fainting at the [D]door
Though their voices are silent, their [A]pleading looks will [D]say;
[G]Oh, [D]hard times come a[A]gain no [D]more.

[D]Tis the song, the sigh of the [G]wear[D]y,
hard times, hard times, come a[E]gain no [A]more
Many [D]days you have lingered a[A]round my cabin [D]door;
[G]Oh, [D]hard times come a[A]gain no [D]more.

There's a pale drooping 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.

[D]Tis the song, the sigh of the [G]wear[D]y,
hard times, hard times, come a[E]gain no [A]more
Many [D]days you have lingered a[A]round my cabin [D]door;
[G]Oh, [D]hard times come a[A]gain no [D]more.

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.

[D]Tis the song, the sigh of the [G]wear[D]y,
hard times, hard times, come a[E]gain no [A]more
Many [D]days you have lingered a[A]round my cabin [D]door;
[G]Oh, [D]hard times come a[A]gain no [D]more.

[D]   [C]
[A]   [G]
[G]   [F]
[E]   [D]