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Waylon Jennings
Lorena

The years creep slowly by, Lorena
Snow is on the grass again
The sun is sinkin` low, Lorena
Frost is where the flowers have been

The music softly plays, Lorena
Happy sounds have left the day
The music`s sad and low, Lorena
Where once it rang so loud and gay

I hardly feel the snow, Loerna
I know, the darkness soon will pass
We`ll sing our songs again, Lorena
You`ll be in my arms at last
Yes, you`ll be in my arms at last