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The years creep slowly by, Lorena |
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The snow is on the grass again |
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The sun's low down the sky, Lorena |
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The frost gleams where the flowers have been |
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But the heart throbs on as warmly now |
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As when the summer days were nigh |
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Oh, the sun can never dip so low |
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And down affection's cloudless sky |
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A hundred months have passed, Lorena |
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Since last I held that hand in mine |
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And felt the pulse beat fast, Lorena |
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Though mine beat faster far than thine |
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A hundred months, 'twas flowery May |
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When up the hilly slope we climbed |
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Oh, to watch the dying of the day |
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And hear the distant church bells chime |
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It matters little now, Lorena |
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The past is in the eternal past |
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Our heads will soon lie low, Lorena |
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Life's tide is ebbing out so fast |
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There is a future, oh, thank God |
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Of life this is so small a part |
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'Tis dust to dust beneath the sod |
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But there, up there, 'tis heart to heart |
