John Hartford

Lorena

John Hartford


Tom: C#m

    Dbm = X46654,    Ab = 466544

  *RIFF*        A               B
E|--0---------------2--|
B|--2---------------4--|
G|--2---------------4--|
D|--2---------------4--|
A|--0------------2--2--|
E|--X--4--2--0---------|

  [VERSE]

            E                       A           B                      E
  Oh, The years creep slowly by, Lorena,   The snow is on the ground again
       E                        A
  The sun's low down the sky, Lorena
        B                                  E
  The frost gleams where the flowers have been
          Dbm                      Ab        Ab                       Dbm   B
  But the heart beats on as warmly now,  As when the summer days were nigh
           E                    A   *RIFF*  B                            E
  Oh, The sun can never dip so low,  To be down in affections cloudless sky

   INST: AS VERSE    E      A    B      E      E     A        B        E
                    Dbm   Ab   Ab   Dbm   B   E     A   *RIFF*    B      E

  [VERSE]

      E                           A              B                        E
  A hundred months have passed, Lorena,  Since last, I held that hand in mine
       E                            A             B                          E
  And felt,  The pulse beat fast, Lorena, Though mine, Beat faster far than thine
     Dbm                        Ab         Ab                      Dbm     B
  A hundred months this flowery May,  When up that hilly slope we climbed
       E                      A         B                               E
  To watch, The dying of the day,  And hear, The distant church bells chime

   INST: AS VERSE    E      A    B      E      E     A        B        E
                    Dbm   Ab   Ab   Dbm   B   E     A   *RIFF*    B      E

  [VERSE]

       E                      A           B                          E
  We loved each other then, Lorena,  Far more than we ever dared to tell
       E                         A       B                        E
  And what we might have been, Lorena,  Had our loving prospered well
  Dbm                            Ab          Ab                        Dbm    B
  Then 'tis past, The years roll on,    I'll not call up their shadowy forms
        E                             A *RIFF*    B                           E
  I'll say, To them lost years, Sleep on,  Sleep on, Nor heed lifes pelting storms