Paroles: M. Ward. Live Music & The Voice Of Strangers. Someday.

(Louis Armstrong)

Someday, you'll be sorry, way you treated me was wrong

I was the one who taught you all you know

Your friends have told you to make me sing another song

So Good luck, may be with you, may your future you won't fear, dear

There won't be another to treat you like a brother, someday you'll be sorry dear

There won't be another to treat you like a brother, someday you'll be sorry dear

Good luck, may be with you, may your future you won't fear, dear.

There won't be another to treat you like a brother, someday you'll be sorry dear.

Someday you'll be sorry dear