Tomorrow
Martin Charnin, Charles Strouse
The sun will come 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 in a day that's gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin and grin, and say--
Oh, the sun'll come out tomorrow
So you got to hang on till tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow! I love You, tomorrow
You're always a day away