(Intro)
[Gb] [B]
(Verse 1)
[B]The years creep slowly by, [E]Lorena, [Gb]snow is
on the grass a[B]gain.
[B]The sun is sinkin' low, [E]Lorena, [Gb]frost is
where the flowers have [B]been.
(Verse 2)
[B]The music softly plays, [E]Lorena, [Gb]happy sounds
have left the [B]day.
[B]The music's sad and low, [E]Lorena, where [Gb]once it
rang so loud and [B]gay.
(Verse 3)
[B]I hardly feel the snow, [E]Lorena, I [Gb]know the darkness
soon will [B]pass.
[B]We'll sing our songs again, [E]Lorena, [Gb]you'll be in
my arms, at [B]last.
(Outro)
Yes, [Gb]you'll be in my arms, at [B]last[E].[B][Gb][B]
[Gb] [B]
(Verse 1)
[B]The years creep slowly by, [E]Lorena, [Gb]snow is
on the grass a[B]gain.
[B]The sun is sinkin' low, [E]Lorena, [Gb]frost is
where the flowers have [B]been.
(Verse 2)
[B]The music softly plays, [E]Lorena, [Gb]happy sounds
have left the [B]day.
[B]The music's sad and low, [E]Lorena, where [Gb]once it
rang so loud and [B]gay.
(Verse 3)
[B]I hardly feel the snow, [E]Lorena, I [Gb]know the darkness
soon will [B]pass.
[B]We'll sing our songs again, [E]Lorena, [Gb]you'll be in
my arms, at [B]last.
(Outro)
Yes, [Gb]you'll be in my arms, at [B]last[E].[B][Gb][B]