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Dear, that will see us through till something/Tomorrow's what you're gonna have,

作曲 : Stephen Sondheim

作词 : Stephen Sondheim

"What will tomorrow bring?"

The pundits query.

Will it be cheery!

Will It be sad!

Will it be birds in spring

Or hara-kiri?

Don't worry, dearie.

Don't worry, lad.

I'll have our future suit your whim,

Blue chip preferred.

Putting it in a synonym.

Prefect's the word. -

We're in this thing together,

Aren'tcha glad!

Each day from now will be

The best day you ever had.

You're gonna love tomorrow.

Mm-hm.

You're gonna be with me.

Mm-hm.

You're gonna love tomorrow,

I'm giving you my personal guarantee.

Say toodle-oo to sorrow

Mm-hm.

And fare thee well, ennui.

Bye-bye

You're gonna love tomorrow

As long as your tomorrow is spent with me.

Today was perfectly perfect, you say.

Well, don't go away,

'Cause if you think you liked today.

You're gonna love tomorrow.

Mm-hm.

You stick around and see.

Mm-hm.

And if you love tomorrow.

Then think of how it's gonna be:

Tomorrow's what you're gonna have a lifetime of

With me!

Sally, dear, now that we're

Man and wife,

I will do

wonders to

Make your life

Soul-stirring

And free of care.

If we fight (And we might),

I'll concede.

Furthermore,

Dear, should your

Ego need

Bolstering.

I'll do my share.

But though I'll do my utmost

To see you never frown,

And though I'll try to cut most

Of our expenses down.

I've some traits, I warn you,

To which you'll have objections.

I, too, have a cornu-

copia of imperfections.

I may burn the toast.

Oh, well,

I may make a rotten host.

Do tell.

But no matter what goes wrong.

Love will see us through

Till something better comes along.

I may vex your folks.

Okay

I may interrupt your jokes.

You may.

But if I come on too strong,

Love will see us through

Till something better comes along.

I may play cards all night

And come home at three.

Just leave a light

On the porch for me.

Well, nobody's perfect

I may trump your ace.

Please do.

I may clutter up the place.

Me, too.

But the minute we embrace

To love's old sweet song,

Dear that will see us through

Till something better comes along.

Hi. Girls. Ben. Sally.

I may burn the toast/You're gonna love tomorrow

Oh, well, I may make a rotten host

Mm-hm. Mm-hm

You're gonna be with me.

Do tell.

But no matter what goes wrong./You're gonna love tomorrow

I'm giving you my personal guarantee./Love will see us through till something better comes along.

I may vex your folks. /Say toodle-oo to sorrow.

Okay. I may interrupt your jokes./Mm-hm./And fare thee well, ennui.

You may.

But if I come on too strong,/Bye-bye.You're gonna love tomorrow

As long as your tomorrow is spent with me./Love will see us through till something better comes along.

Today was perfectly perfect, you say./I may play cards all night and come home at three.

Just leave a light on the porch for me./Well, don't go away,

'Cause if you think you liked today./Well, nobody's perfect

I may trump your ace./You're gonna love tomorrow.

Please do.

I may clutter up the place./Mm-hm. You stick around and see.

Me, too.

But the minute we embrace/Mm-hm. And if you love tomorrow.

To love's old sweet song,/Then think of how it's gonna be:

Love will keep us true till something/And Monday's what you're gonna have,

Love will help us hew to something/And April's what you're gonna have,

Love will have to do till something/And love is what you're gonna have,

Better comes /A lifetime of

Along ~~!/With me~~!