[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 pass me over because I don't care
I'll sit right back in my easy chair all day

[Chorus]