The years creep slowly by, LorenaSnow is on the grass againThe sun is sinking, LorenaFrost is where the flowers have beenThe music's saddened, LorenaThe music's saddened, LorenaHappy sounds have left the dayThe banjos softly play, LorenaWhere once they rang so loud againI hardly feel a cold, LorenaI know the darkness soon will passWe'll see, LorenaWe'll sing our songs again, LorenaYou'll be in my arms at last
