[Verse 1] Working out here on the rail-road 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 don't shine Tomorrow morning I swear to my soul I'm going to go cut me a hickory pole And sit right back by the fishing hole all day [Chorus] Tomorrow[x2] Tomorrow's going to be another day Tomorrow[x2] Tomorrow's going to be another day [Verse 2] So go tell that man that I won't be back To lay no more of that rail-road track I got little green weeds growing round my shack I keep my money in a gunny sack Well I'm never going to be a millionaire Just pa** me over because I don't care I'll sit right back in my easy chair all day [Chorus]