Saturday, 3 October 2009

Hard times come again no more

I was in a supermarket on Friday (2nd October ’09). The man ahead of me in line had purchases which totaled $110. He ran no less than five debit or credit cards through the reader. Each was “maxed out”. He left the market empty handed.

Today (3rd October ’09) at a convenience store/gas station the person in front of me bought $3 worth of gas (purchasing just over an [American] gallon). He paid with $3 worth of dimes.


I am reminded of Stephen Foster’s (1826-64) song “Hard times come again no more”.

The hard times have come again, and will be with us for many a long year.

1.Let us pause in life's pleasures and count its many tears,
While we all sup sorrow with the poor;
There's a song that will linger forever in our ears;
Oh Hard times come again no more.

Tis the song, the sigh of the weary,
Hard Times, hard times, come again no more
Many days you have lingered around my cabin door;
Oh hard times come again no more
2. 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.


3. 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.


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


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