Workin' out here on the railroad line

Breakin' my back for nickels and dimes

Sweatin' in the hot sun all of the time

Well I wake up and pray that the sun don't shine



Tomorrow mornin' I swear to my soul

I'm gonna go cut me a hickory pole

And sit right back by the fishin' hole all day



Tomorrow, tomorrow

Tomorrow's gonna be another day

Tomorrow, tomorrow

Tomorrow's gonna be another day



So go tell that man that I won't be back

To lay no more here's a railroad track

I got little green weeds growin' round my shack

I keep my money in a gunny sack



Well, I'm never gonna be a millionaire

Just pass me over 'cause I don't care

I'll sit right back in my easy chair all day



Tomorrow, tomorrow

Tomorrow's gonna be another day

Tomorrow, tomorrow

Tomorrow's gonna be another day



Tomorrow, tomorrow

Tomorrow's gonna be another day

Tomorrow, tomorrow

Tomorrow's gonna be another day