Some sunny day with a smile on my face I'll go back to that place far, far away I'll go back to that shack and that red-headed hen She'll say, 'How have you been?' Then go back to the hay and lay me my breakfast
Some sunny day I'll be on that express Flying away to my little bunch of happiness Oh, how I pine for those lips sweet as wine They'll be pressed close to mine some sunny day
Some sunny day with a smile on my face Going back to that place far, far away Back to that shack and that red-headed hen She'll say, 'How have you been?' Then go back to the hay [Incomprehensible]
Some sunny day I'll be on that express Flying away to my little bunch of happiness Oh, how I pine for those lips sweet as wine They'll be pressed close to mine some sunny day