| 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 ‘Til there’s none! |
| I got a little change in my pocket goin’ jing-a-ling-a-ling Wants to call you on the telephone baby, a-give you a ring But each time we talk, I get the same old thing Always no hug-ee no kiss-ee until I get a weddin’ ring My honey my baby, don’t put my love upon no shelf She said don’t hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself |
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| There’s a glass on the table, they say it’s gonna ease all my pain, And there’s a glass on the table, they say it’s gonna ease all my pain. But I drink it down, an’ the next day I feel the same. |
| When you walk through the garden You gotta watch your back Well I beg your pardon Walk the straight and narrow track If you walk with Jesus He’s gonna save your soul You gotta keep the devil Way down in the hole |