Where the cold wind blows
Tomorrow never knows
Where your sweet smile goes
Where the cold wind blows
Tomorrow never knows
Where your sweet smile goes
Tomorrow never knows

You and me we been standing here my dear
Waiting for our time [bad word] Where the green grass grows
Tomorrow never knows

In the field your long hair flowed
Down by the Tildenberry tracks
There 'neath the water tower
I carried you on my back
Over [bad word] spikes of that highway of steel
When no more thunder sounds
Where the time goes
Tomorrow never knows

Well he who waits for the day's riches will be lost
In the whispering tide
Where the river flows
Tomorrow never knows