Tomorrow - Jimmie Herrod, Pink Martini

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, ohhh

The sun will come out, tomorrow

So you gotta hang on 'til tomorrow

Come what may...

Tomorrow, tomorrow

I love ya, tomorrow

You're always a day away!