Texte

Hard times

Steven Foster

Let us pause in life's pleasure
and count it many tears
while we all sob sorrow with the poor
There's a song that will linger
forever in our ears
Oh hard times come again no more

Tis the song the sigh of the weary
hard times hard times come again no more
Many days you have lingered
around my cabin door
Oh hard times com again no more

While we seek mirth and beauty
and music light and gay
there are frail forms fainting at the door
Though there voices are silent
there pleading look will say
Oh hard times come again no more

Tis the song . . .

Tis the song that is wafted
across the troubled wave
Tis a wail that is heard upon the shore
Tis a dirge that is murmured
around the lonely grave
Oh hard times come again no more

Tis the song . . .