From the archives of June 1982, an appropriate song for the days we are in, and for encouragement to get ourselves out of these times. There's work to be done!
Hard Times (Come Again No More)
Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears
While we all share 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 come again no more
While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay
There are frail forms fainting at the door
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
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 come again no more
There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away,
With a worn heart whose better days are o'er:
Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing 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 around my cabin door
Oh hard times come again no more
Oh hard times come again no more
-Stephen Foster
[Shared for inspirational and educational
purposes only. Copyright Disclaimer: Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act
1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as
criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship and research.]
From the archives of June 1982, an appropriate song for the days we are in, and for encouragement to get ourselves out of these times. There's work to be done!
Hard Times (Come Again No More)
Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears
While we all share 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 come again no more
While we seek mirth and beauty and music light and gay
There are frail forms fainting at the door
Though their voices are silent, their pleading looks will say
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 come again no more
There's a pale drooping maiden who toils her life away,
With a worn heart whose better days are o'er:
Though her voice would be merry, 'tis sighing 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 around my cabin door
Oh hard times come again no more
Oh hard times come again no more
-Stephen Foster
[Shared for inspirational and educational
purposes only. Copyright Disclaimer: Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act
1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as
criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship and research.]
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