I was born
In a Punxsutawney dawn
At sunrise on a sunless day
And I learnt me a sayin'
That folks 'round here always say:
You can curse
Cast spells or cry
Offer your prayers
To the unfeeling sky
The spring will arrive
When the winter is done
And if it’s not tomorrow
Then tomorrow, or tomorrow
There will be sun
Tomorrow, spring will come, and then
There will be blue skies, my friend
Bright eyes and laughter
Tomorrow, there will be sun
But if not tomorrow
Perhaps the day after
Oh if I could
I’d will these clouds away, my love
I’d wave my hand, reveal the stars
Oh if I could
I’d hold the tide at bay, my love
But clouds will come and tides will turn
And all I have to offer is Tomorrow, spring will come, and then
There will be blue skies, my friend
Bright eyes and laughter
Tomorrow, there will be sun
But if not tomorrow
Perhaps the day aaaaaaaa-