Andrew Combs Come Tomorrow
I’ve crossed rivers and oceans,
The sunshine and rain,
Driving that lonesome crooked road.
Guess I’m searching for something
I lost long away,
Looking for a lover and a song.
I don’t know where I’ll be come tomorrow
Or tonight where I’ll rest my weary head.
But somewhere down the line I’ll find some peace of
mind,
Settle down and start my life again.
Most nights find me sleepless,
Stay up ‘till the dawn,
My mind dancing like the shadows on the wall.
And I’ve got holes in all my pockets,
Holes in my old blue jeans,
And each town scrapes a little off my soul.
I don’t know where I’ll be come tomorrow
Or tonight where I’ll rest my weary head.
But somewhere down the line I’ll find some peace of
mind,
Settle down and start my life again,
Settle down and start it all again.
And if I find a woman, would she hold me tight?
Would she shelter me from the cold?
Would she try and bound me to some ordinary life?
Wrap my heart and steal my soul.
I don’t know where I’ll be come tomorrow
Or tonight where I’ll rest my weary head.
But somewhere down the line I’ll find some peace of
mind,
Settle down and start my life again,
Settle down and start it all again.
