(Louis Armstrong)
Someday, you'll be sorry, way you treated me was wrong
I was the one who taught you all you know
Your friends have told you to make me sing another song
So Good luck, may be with you, may your future you won't fear, dear
There won't be another to treat you like a brother, someday you'll be sorry dear
There won't be another to treat you like a brother, someday you'll be sorry dear
Good luck, may be with you, may your future you won't fear, dear.
There won't be another to treat you like a brother, someday you'll be sorry dear.
Someday you'll be sorry dear