Bob Dylan - Tomorrow is a long time

If to^Fday was ^Fnot an endless ^Fhighway If tonight was ^Fnot a crooked ^Ftrail If tomo^Frrow ^Gwasn't such a ^Flong time Then ^Flonesome would mean ^Gnothing to you at ^Fall

Yes, and ^Fonly if my ^Gown true love was ^Fwaiting Yes, and ^Fif I could hear her ^Gheart a softly ^Fpounding ^FOnly if ^Gshe was lying ^Fby me Then I'd ^Flie in my ^Gbed once a^Fgain.

I ^Fcan't see my re^Fflection in the ^Fwater I can't speak the ^Fsounds that show no ^Fpain I can't ^Fhear the ^Gecho of my ^Ffootsteps Or ^Fcan't remember the ^Gsound of my own ^Fname

Yes, and ^Fonly if my ^Gown true love was ^Fwaiting Yes, and ^Fif I could hear her ^Gheart a softly ^Fpounding ^FOnly if ^Gshe was lying ^Fby me Then I'd ^Flie in my ^Gbed once a^Fgain.

There's ^Fbeauty in the ^Fsilver, singing ^Friver There's beauty in the ^Fsunrise in the ^Fsky But ^Fnone of these and ^Gnothing else can touch the ^Fbeauty That I re^Fmember in my ^Gtrue love's ^Feyes.

Yes, and ^Fonly if my ^Gown true love was ^Fwaiting Yes, and ^Fif I could hear her ^Gheart a softly ^Fpounding ^FOnly if ^Gshe was lying ^Fby me Then I'd ^Flie in my ^Gbed once a^Fgain.