| I don’t know about tomorrow
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| I just live from day to day
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| And I don’t borrow from the sunshine
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| 'Cause the skies might turn to grey
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| And I don’t worry about the future
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| 'Cause I know what Jesus said
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| And today I’m gonna walk right beside him
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| 'Cause he’s the one who knows what is ahead
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| There are things about tomorrow
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| That I don’t seem to understand
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| But I know who holds tomorrow
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| And I know who holds my hand
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| And each step is getting brighter
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| As the golden stairs I climb
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| And every burden is getting lighter
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| And all the clouds, they’re silver lined
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| And, I’ll bet the sun it’s always shining
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| There no tears will ever dim the eye
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| And the ending of the rainbow
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| Where the mountains, they touch the sky
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| There are many things about tomorrow
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| I don’t seem to understand
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| But I know who holds tomorrow
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| And I know who holds my hand |