Tomorrow
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
'Til 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, oh
The sun will come out tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I love ya tomorrow
You're always a day away
Hey, you little girl
That dog there, ain't I seen him running around the neighborhood
Ain't he a stray?
A stray? Oh, no officer he is, he's my dog
Your dog, huh? So what's his name?
His name? His name is uh, Sandy, that's it, Sandy
I call him Sandy Sid, 'cause of his nice sandy color
Okay, let's see him answer to his name
Answer? You mean when I call him?
Right, when you call him
Uhm, well, you see officer I just got him, and sometimes he doesn't wanna come
Call him
Okay, here boy, here Sandy, Sandy!
Good Sandy, good old Sandy
Okay kid, the next time you take him out, I wanna see him on a leash and with a license
You understand?
Yes sir, I understand, on a leash and with a license
Now get along with him before you catch a cold in this weather
Oh, I don't mind the weather
When I'm stuck with the day that's gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin and grin and say, oh
The sun will come out tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I love ya tomorrow
You're always a day away
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I love ya tomorrow
You're always a day away
Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow
There'll be sun
Just thinking about tomorrow
Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow
'Til 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, oh
The sun will come out tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I love ya tomorrow
You're always a day away
Hey, you little girl
That dog there, ain't I seen him running around the neighborhood
Ain't he a stray?
A stray? Oh, no officer he is, he's my dog
Your dog, huh? So what's his name?
His name? His name is uh, Sandy, that's it, Sandy
I call him Sandy Sid, 'cause of his nice sandy color
Okay, let's see him answer to his name
Answer? You mean when I call him?
Right, when you call him
Uhm, well, you see officer I just got him, and sometimes he doesn't wanna come
Call him
Okay, here boy, here Sandy, Sandy!
Good Sandy, good old Sandy
Okay kid, the next time you take him out, I wanna see him on a leash and with a license
You understand?
Yes sir, I understand, on a leash and with a license
Now get along with him before you catch a cold in this weather
Oh, I don't mind the weather
When I'm stuck with the day that's gray and lonely
I just stick out my chin and grin and say, oh
The sun will come out tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on 'til tomorrow
Come what may
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I love ya tomorrow
You're always a day away
Tomorrow, tomorrow
I love ya tomorrow
You're always a day away
Credits
Writer(s): Charles Strouse, Martin Charnin
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