From the recording "8 Songs 9 Players"
Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tearsWhile we all sup sorrow with the poorThere's a song that will linger forever in our earsOh hard times come again no more'Tis the song, the sigh of the wearyHard times, hard times, come again no moreMany days you have lingered around my cabin doorOh hard times come again no moreWhile we seek mirth and beauty and music bright and gayThere are frail forms fainting at the doorThough their voices are silent, their pleading looks will sayOh hard times come again no more
There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away
With a word heart her better days are 'ore
Though her face may be merry, she's sighing all the day
Oh hard times come again no more