Chords for Stephen Foster's - Hard Times Come Again No More - Performed by Tom Roush
Tempo:
169.8 bpm
Chords used:
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F
C
Eb
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Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
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[Bb]
Let us pause in life's pleasures [Fm] and count its [Bb] many tears, [Eb] [Bb] while we all sup [F] sorrow [Bb] with the poor.
There's a song that will linger [F] forever in [Bb] our ears, [Eb] oh, [Bb] hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more.
Tis the song, the sigh [Eb] of the
[Bb] weary, hard [Eb] times, [Bb] hard [Gm] times [C] come again [F]
no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered [F] round my [Bb] cabin door, [Eb] oh, [Bb] hard times [F] come again [Bb] no more.
[F] [Bb]
While we seek mirth and beauty [F] and music [Bb] light and gay, [Eb] there [Bb] are frail [F] forms fainting [Bb] at the door.
Though their voices are silent, [F] their pleading looks [Bb] will [Eb] say, oh, [Bb]
hard times [F] come [Bb] again no more.
Tis the song, the sigh [Eb] of the [Bb] weary, hard [Eb] times, [Bb] hard [Gm] times come [C] again [F] no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered [F]
round my [Bb] cabin door, [Eb] oh, [Bb] hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more.
[F]
[Bb]
There's a pale drooping maiden [F] who toils her life [Bb] away [Eb]
with [Bb] a warm heart [F] whose better [Bb] days roar.
Though her voice would be merry [F] to sighing [Bb] all the day, [Eb]
oh, [Bb] hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more.
Tis the song, the sigh of [Eb] the [Bb]
weary, hard [Eb] times, [Gm] hard times come [C] again [F] no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered [F] round my cabin [Bb]
door, [Eb] oh, [Bb] hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more.
[G] Tis [C] the sigh that is wafted [G] across the troubled [C] wave, [F] tis [C] a wail that [G] is heard upon [C] the shore.
Tis a dirge that is murmured [G] around the [C] lowly [F] grape, oh, [C]
hard [G] times come again [C] no more.
Tis the song, the sigh of [F] the [C] weary, hard times, hard [Am] times come [D] again [G] no more.
[C] Many days you have lingered [G]
round my cabin [C] door, [F] oh, [C] hard [G] times come again [C] no more.
[F]
Oh, [C] hard times [G] come again no [C] more.
[N]
[Bb]
Let us pause in life's pleasures [Fm] and count its [Bb] many tears, [Eb] [Bb] while we all sup [F] sorrow [Bb] with the poor.
There's a song that will linger [F] forever in [Bb] our ears, [Eb] oh, [Bb] hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more.
Tis the song, the sigh [Eb] of the
[Bb] weary, hard [Eb] times, [Bb] hard [Gm] times [C] come again [F]
no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered [F] round my [Bb] cabin door, [Eb] oh, [Bb] hard times [F] come again [Bb] no more.
[F] [Bb]
While we seek mirth and beauty [F] and music [Bb] light and gay, [Eb] there [Bb] are frail [F] forms fainting [Bb] at the door.
Though their voices are silent, [F] their pleading looks [Bb] will [Eb] say, oh, [Bb]
hard times [F] come [Bb] again no more.
Tis the song, the sigh [Eb] of the [Bb] weary, hard [Eb] times, [Bb] hard [Gm] times come [C] again [F] no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered [F]
round my [Bb] cabin door, [Eb] oh, [Bb] hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more.
[F]
[Bb]
There's a pale drooping maiden [F] who toils her life [Bb] away [Eb]
with [Bb] a warm heart [F] whose better [Bb] days roar.
Though her voice would be merry [F] to sighing [Bb] all the day, [Eb]
oh, [Bb] hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more.
Tis the song, the sigh of [Eb] the [Bb]
weary, hard [Eb] times, [Gm] hard times come [C] again [F] no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered [F] round my cabin [Bb]
door, [Eb] oh, [Bb] hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more.
[G] Tis [C] the sigh that is wafted [G] across the troubled [C] wave, [F] tis [C] a wail that [G] is heard upon [C] the shore.
Tis a dirge that is murmured [G] around the [C] lowly [F] grape, oh, [C]
hard [G] times come again [C] no more.
Tis the song, the sigh of [F] the [C] weary, hard times, hard [Am] times come [D] again [G] no more.
[C] Many days you have lingered [G]
round my cabin [C] door, [F] oh, [C] hard [G] times come again [C] no more.
[F]
Oh, [C] hard times [G] come again no [C] more.
[N]
Key:
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[Bbm] _ [C] _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
Let us _ pause in life's pleasures [Fm] and count its [Bb] many tears, [Eb] [Bb] while we all sup [F] sorrow [Bb] with the poor. _ _ _ _
There's a song that will linger _ _ [F] forever in [Bb] our ears, [Eb] _ oh, [Bb] _ hard _ [F] times come again [Bb] no more. _
_ _ Tis the _ song, the sigh [Eb] of the _ _ _
[Bb] weary, _ _ hard _ [Eb] times, [Bb] hard [Gm] times [C] come again [F]
no more.
_ [Bb] Many days you have lingered _ [F] round my [Bb] cabin door, [Eb] oh, _ _ [Bb] hard times [F] come again [Bb] no _ more. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ While we seek mirth and beauty [F] and music [Bb] light and gay, [Eb] there [Bb] are frail [F] forms fainting [Bb] at the _ door.
_ _ Though their _ voices are silent, [F] their pleading looks [Bb] will [Eb] say, oh, _ [Bb] _
hard times [F] come [Bb] again no _ more.
_ _ Tis the _ song, the sigh [Eb] of the _ _ _ [Bb] weary, _ _ _ hard [Eb] times, [Bb] hard [Gm] times come [C] again [F] no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered _ [F]
round my [Bb] cabin door, [Eb] _ oh, _ [Bb] _ hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
There's a pale drooping maiden [F] who toils her life [Bb] away [Eb]
with [Bb] a warm heart [F] whose better _ [Bb] days roar. _ _ _ _
Though her voice would be merry [F] to sighing [Bb] all the day, [Eb] _
oh, _ [Bb] _ hard [F] times come again [Bb] no _ more. _
_ Tis the _ song, the sigh of [Eb] the _ _ _ [Bb]
weary, _ _ _ hard [Eb] times, [Gm] hard times come [C] again [F] no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered _ [F] round my cabin [Bb]
door, [Eb] _ oh, _ [Bb] _ hard [F] times come again [Bb] no _ more.
[G] _ _ Tis [C] the sigh that is _ wafted [G] across the troubled [C] wave, [F] tis [C] a wail that [G] is heard upon [C] the shore. _
_ _ _ Tis a dirge that is _ murmured [G] around the [C] lowly [F] grape, _ oh, [C] _
hard [G] times come again [C] no _ more.
_ _ Tis the _ song, the sigh of [F] the _ _ _ [C] weary, _ _ _ hard times, hard [Am] times come [D] again [G] no more.
[C] Many days you have lingered _ [G]
round my cabin [C] door, [F] _ oh, _ [C] _ hard [G] times come again [C] no _ more.
[F] _ _
Oh, [C] _ hard times [G] come again no [C] more. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _
Let us _ pause in life's pleasures [Fm] and count its [Bb] many tears, [Eb] [Bb] while we all sup [F] sorrow [Bb] with the poor. _ _ _ _
There's a song that will linger _ _ [F] forever in [Bb] our ears, [Eb] _ oh, [Bb] _ hard _ [F] times come again [Bb] no more. _
_ _ Tis the _ song, the sigh [Eb] of the _ _ _
[Bb] weary, _ _ hard _ [Eb] times, [Bb] hard [Gm] times [C] come again [F]
no more.
_ [Bb] Many days you have lingered _ [F] round my [Bb] cabin door, [Eb] oh, _ _ [Bb] hard times [F] come again [Bb] no _ more. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ _ _ While we seek mirth and beauty [F] and music [Bb] light and gay, [Eb] there [Bb] are frail [F] forms fainting [Bb] at the _ door.
_ _ Though their _ voices are silent, [F] their pleading looks [Bb] will [Eb] say, oh, _ [Bb] _
hard times [F] come [Bb] again no _ more.
_ _ Tis the _ song, the sigh [Eb] of the _ _ _ [Bb] weary, _ _ _ hard [Eb] times, [Bb] hard [Gm] times come [C] again [F] no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered _ [F]
round my [Bb] cabin door, [Eb] _ oh, _ [Bb] _ hard [F] times come again [Bb] no more. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
There's a pale drooping maiden [F] who toils her life [Bb] away [Eb]
with [Bb] a warm heart [F] whose better _ [Bb] days roar. _ _ _ _
Though her voice would be merry [F] to sighing [Bb] all the day, [Eb] _
oh, _ [Bb] _ hard [F] times come again [Bb] no _ more. _
_ Tis the _ song, the sigh of [Eb] the _ _ _ [Bb]
weary, _ _ _ hard [Eb] times, [Gm] hard times come [C] again [F] no more.
[Bb] Many days you have lingered _ [F] round my cabin [Bb]
door, [Eb] _ oh, _ [Bb] _ hard [F] times come again [Bb] no _ more.
[G] _ _ Tis [C] the sigh that is _ wafted [G] across the troubled [C] wave, [F] tis [C] a wail that [G] is heard upon [C] the shore. _
_ _ _ Tis a dirge that is _ murmured [G] around the [C] lowly [F] grape, _ oh, [C] _
hard [G] times come again [C] no _ more.
_ _ Tis the _ song, the sigh of [F] the _ _ _ [C] weary, _ _ _ hard times, hard [Am] times come [D] again [G] no more.
[C] Many days you have lingered _ [G]
round my cabin [C] door, [F] _ oh, _ [C] _ hard [G] times come again [C] no _ more.
[F] _ _
Oh, [C] _ hard times [G] come again no [C] more. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _