Chords
Hard Times

Key: G

Introduction: G    

difficulty
very easy |||||
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1. Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,
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          while we all sup sorrow with the poor.
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          There's a song that will linger forever in our ears,
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          oh, hard times                    come again no more.
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It's the song, a sigh of the weary,
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hard times, hard times,                         come again no more.
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Many days you have lingered around my cabin door,
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oh, hard times,                 come again no more.
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2. While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay,
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          there are frail forms                 fainting at the door.
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          Though their voices now are silent, their pleading looks still say,
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          oh, hard times                 come again no more.
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3. There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away,
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          with a worn heart whose better days are o'er.
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          Though her voice should be merry, it's singing all the day,
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          oh, hard times                    come again no more.
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4. It's a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,
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          it's a wail that is heard upon the shore.
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          It's a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave,
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          oh, hard times                      come again no more.
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It's the song, a sigh of the weary,
                                                        C         G                      Em                                                                            D  
hard times, hard times,                         come again no more.
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Many days you have lingered around my cabin door,
  C            G                                         D                                                                         G  
oh, hard times,                 come again no more.
                     C            G                                         D                                                                         G  
                  Oh, hard times,              come again no more.