Working out here on the railroad line
 Breaking my back for nickels and dimes
 Sweating in the hot sun all of the time
 Well I wake up and pray, that the sun won't shine
 But tomorrow morning I swear to my soul
 I'm gonna go cut me a hickory pole
 Sit right back by the fishing pole all day
 Tomorrow, tomorrow
 Tomorrow's gonna be another day
 Tomorrow, tomorrow
 Tomorrow's gonna be another day
 Go tell that man that I won't be back
 To lay no more here's a railroad track
 I got little green weeds growing round my shack
 I keep my money in a gunny sack
 I'm never gonna be a millionaire
 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