Hard Times

(Hard Times Come Again No More)

Stephen Foster -- 1855

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)

Bob Dylan's Garage Studio, Malibu, CA - late july -- early august 1992  

Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears
While we all sup 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 all around my cabin door
Oh, hard times come again no more.

While we seek mirth and beauty and music bright and gay
There are frail forms feinting at the door
Though their voices are silent, there pleading looks still say
Ahh 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 all around my cabin door
Oh, hard times come again no more.

There's a pale droopy maiden who toils her life away
With the worn heart whose better days are o'er.
Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighin' all the day
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 all around my cabin door
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 all around my cabin door
Oh, hard times come again no more.