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