Don’t blow a lot of sunshine at me
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Try to fill me full of false hope
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Pour me a drink and just keep quiet
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Don’t hand me the bright side
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Cause I know there ain’t one
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My glass ain’t half full it’s dry
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You say I shouldn’t try to drown my sorrow
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You say there’ll always be tomorrow
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Tomorrow packed up, tomorrow walked out
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Tomorrow burned the tires off her Chevrolet
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Moved back to Mama’s, left me here all alone
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So don’t tell me about tomorrow man
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Tomorrow is gone
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I don’t need me a shoulder to cry on
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I’ve got ol’ Jose Cuervo
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And he ain’t never let me down
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Me and him might get a little crazy
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If I’m lucky in a little while maybe
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Her memory won’t be nowhere around
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Excuse me I’ve got a lot of pride to swallow
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And anyway I know more than you about tomorrow
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Tomorrow packed up, tomorrow walked out
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Tomorrow burned the tires off her Chevrolet
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Moved back to Mama’s, left me here all alone
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So don’t tell me about tomorrow man
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Tomorrow is gone
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Tomorrow packed up, tomorrow walked out
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Tomorrow burned the tires off her Chevrolet
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Moved back to Mama’s, left me here all alone
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So don’t tell me about tomorrow man
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Tomorrow is gone
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Yeah tomorrow is gone
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Tomorrow Is Gone
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| Craig Campbell |
