| Oh, she was a the fairest in Trinidad
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| And he was a wandering sailor lad
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| But she stole his heart as no other had
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow
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| We will meet once more
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| In the old village square
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| So wait for me darlin' and I’ll be there
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| The moon was so young and their hearts were gay
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| «I'm yours forever», he heard her say
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| But she knew in her heart that he could not stay
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow
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| We will meet once more
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| In the old village square
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| So wait for me darlin' and I’ll be there
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| Now, her heart is sad as he sails the sea
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| And I heard her sigh, «Oh, come back to me»
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| And the wind in the waves whispered mournfully
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow
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| We will meet once more
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| In the old village square
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| So wait for me darlin' and I’ll be there
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow |