Piano musicPiano musicOh, what times come again no moreWhile we seek mirth and beautyAnd music light and gayThere are frail forms fainting at the doorThough their voices are silentTheir pleading looks will sayOh, what times come again no moreTis the song, the sigh of the wearyOh, what times, what timesCome again no moreMany days you have lingeredAround my cabin doorOh, what times come again no moreThere's a pale drooping maidenWho would tell meToils her life awayWith a worn heartWhose better days are o'erThough her voice would be merryTis sighing all the dayOh, what times come again no moreTis the song, the sigh of the wearyPiano musicThere are frail forms fainting at the doorOh, what times come again no moreThe hard times come again no moreThe black maroonAmong the wavesOh, what times come again no moreOh, oh, ohOh, hard times come again, no more