the sun'll cone out tomorrow
bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
there'll be sun
just thinking about tomorrow
clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow
till there's none
when i'm stuck a day
that's gary and lonely
i just stick out my chin and grin
and say oh
the sun'll cone out tomorrow
so you gotta hang on till tomorrow
come what may
tomorrow tomorrow
i love you tomorrow
you're always a day a way
tomorrow tomorrow
i love you tomorrow
you're always a day
a way