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| | Hard Times, Come Again No More |
 | | HARD TIMES, COME AGAIN NO MORE By Stephen C. Foster (1826-1864) |
 | | 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. |
 | | Chorus 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. |
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