Hard Times Come Again No More Chords by Kristin Chenoweth

One of my favorite composers, American composers, is Stephen Foster.
Now Stephen Foster, _ I just, I was like one of those glee kids.
I heard this next song and I thought, well, he did a good job.
I think I'm going to try to meet him. _
_ _ _ _ He wrote this song in 1853.
_ _ But you know, [F] as I listen to these lyrics, and hopefully as you listen to them,
especially now, especially now,
_ we are a country strong and full of hope.
And that's why I love this song. _
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[Eb] _ [Db] _ _ _ _ Let us pause in life's pleasures
And [Gb] count its many [Db] tears
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[Db] While we all [Gb] sop [Db] sorrow with the poor
_ [C] [Bbm] There's a song [Db] that will linger
[Gb] Forever in [Db] our [Gb] ears
[Db] Oh, hard [Ab] times come again [Db] no more
_ While _ [D] _
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[Gb] _ _ _ _ [Db] we seek merit in beauty
[Gb] And music light and gay
[Db] There are [Bbm] arms [Ab] fainting [Db] at the door
Though their voices are silent
[Gb] Their fleeting looks will say
[Db] Our times come again no more
There's a song, a [Gb] sigh of the [Db] [Ab] weary
[Bbm] _ [Ab] [Gb] Hard [Db] times, hard times come again [Gb] no _ more
_ _ _ [C] [Db] Many days you have lingered [Gb] around my [Gbm] cabin door
[Db] _ [D] Tis _
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[Eb] a sigh that is [Ab] wafted across the troubled wave
[Eb] On _ the _ shore, tis a dirge that is [Ab] murmured
Around the holy grave
[Eb] Oh, hard times come again no more
Tis a song, [N] the [Ab] sigh of the _ [Eb]
[Bb] weary
[Cm] _ [Gm] Hard [Db] times, hard times [Eb] _ [Bbm] come again [Ab] no more _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] Many days you have lingered [Ab] around my cabin [Abm]
door
_ _ [Ab] _ [Eb] Come _ [Bb] _
_ _ again
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[F] _ _ [Abm] _ There's a pale [Eb] drooping maiden
[Abm] Who toils her life away
[Fm] With a loose [Eb] bed her days are o'er
[Ab] [Eb] Though her voice would be merry
Tis sighing all the day
[B] Oh, hard times, [Eb] hard times [Ab] come _ [D] again
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_ _ _ _ _ Come _ _ _ _ again _ _ _
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