Tomorrow Morning
Composer(s): Mitchell Parish - Eleanor Young - Harry D. Squires



Won't you take a look at me
I'm as nervous as can be
Can't you see that I'm waiting so impatiently
For the morning to appear
Every minute seems a year
till I place the band upon the hand of my little sweetie dear

How the hours seem to crawl
Haven't slept a wink at all
Can't you see that I'm waiting for the rooster's call
In a little while or so, 'Round the corner I will go 
where I'll place the band upon the hand of the sweetest girl I know

Tomorrow morning, I'll be wearing a smile
Tomorrow morning, as I march down the aisle 
I'll have the cutest bunch of charm hanging on my arm
You just wait'll you see my sweetie and me, what a happy pair we'll be
when it's all over, hand in hand we will roam
thru' fields of clover, to Home Sweet Home
I just can't wait until the sunrise begins to rise
tomorrow morning, I'll be in paradise