The Sun'll come out
Tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar
That tomorrow
There'll be Sun!
Just thinkin' about
Tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs
And the sorrow
Till there's none!
When I'm stuck with the day
That's gray
And lonely
I just stick out my chin
And grin
And say
The Sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
Till tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya tomorrow!
You're always
A day
A way!
I just stick out my chin
And grin
And say
The Sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
Till tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya tomorrow!
You're always
A day
A way!
Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
I love ya tomorrow!
You're always
A day
A way!
Composição: Charles Strouse, Martin Charnin