Lorena
The years creams slowly by Lorena
Snow is on the grass again.
The sun is sinking low Lorena
Prose is where the flowers have been.
The music said a low Lorena
Happy sounds of left on day:
The banjo softly played Lorena
Where once they rang so loud and keen:
I hardly fee led a cold Lorena
I know the darkness soon will pain.
Will sing our songs again Lorena
You'll be in my arms at laid.
Writer(s): Charlie Williams
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