Hard Times

Johnny Cash

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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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Its 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, its singing all the day,
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    oh, hard times        come again no more.

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4. Its a sigh that is wafted across the troubled wave,
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    its a wail that is heard upon the shore.
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    Its a dirge that is murmured around the lowly grave,
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    oh, hard times         come again no more.

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Its 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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       Oh, hard times,      come again no more.