Lyrics

The sun will come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
There’ll be sun
Just thinking about tomorrow
’Til there’s none
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I’ll love ya tomorrow
(You’re always a day away)
The sun will come out tomorrow
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
There'll be sun
When I’m stuck with a day
That’s gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin
And grin, and say ohh
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
The sun’ll come out tomorrow
The sun’ll come out tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
The sun’ll come out tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Tomorrow, tomorrow
Written by: Charles Strouse, Martin Charnin
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