Órla Fallon - Hard times

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Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears

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For 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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Tis the song, the 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

Tis a ^Gsigh that is wafted a^Ccross the troubled ^Emwave ^CTis a ^Gwail that is ^Dheard upon the ^Gshore ^CTis a ^Gdirge that is murmured a^Cround the lowly ^Emgrave ^COh, ^Ghard times, ^Dcome again no ^Gmore

Tis the song, the sigh of the ^Cwea^Gry ^CHard ^Gtimes, ^Chard ^Gtimes, come again no ^Dmore Many ^Gdays you have lingered a^Cround my cabin ^Emdoor ^COh, ^Ghard times come a^Dgain no ^Gmore ^{C G}

While we seek mirth and beauty, and ^Cmusic bright and ^Emgay ^CThere are ^Gfrail forms fainting ^Dat the ^Gdoor ^{C G C}Though their ^Gvoices are silent, their ^Cpleading looks will ^Emsay "^COh, ^Ghard times come a^Dgain no ^Gmore"^{C G}

Tis the song, the sigh of the ^Cwea^Gry ^CHard ^Gtimes, ^Chard ^Gtimes, come again no ^Dmore Many ^Gdays you have lingered a^Cround my cabin ^Emdoor ^COh, ^Ghard times come a^Dgain no ^Gmore