Workin' out here on the railroad line Breaking my back for nickles and dimes Sweatin' in the hot sun all of the time Well I wake up and pray that the sun don't shine Tomorrow morning 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 of that railroad track I got little green weeds growing round my shack I keep my money in a gunny sack Well I'm never gonna be a millionaire Just pa** 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