Lorena Songtext
von Art Stamper

The years creep slowly by, Lorena
The snow is on the grass again
The sun′s low down the sky, Lorena
The frost gleams where the flowers been
But the heart throbs on as warmly now
As when the summer days were nigh
Oh, the sun can never dip so low
Adown affection's cloudless sky

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


Oh yes, these words were thine, Lorena
They burn within my memory yet
They touch some tender chords, Lorena
Which thrill and tremble with regret
′Twas not thy woman's heart that spoke
Thy heart was always true to me
A duty stern and pressing broke
The tie which linked my soul with thee

It matters little now, Lorena
The past, it is eternal past
Our heads will soon lie low, Lorena
Life's tide is ebbing out so fast
There is a future, oh thank God
Of life this is no small part
′Tis dust to dust beneath the sod
But there, up there, ′tis heart to heart

A heart throbs on as warmly now
As when the summer days were nigh
Oh, the sun can never dip so low
Adown affection's cloudless sky