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Tomorrow Is A Long Time

(Bob Dylan)


Copyright M. Witmark & Sons

Original by Ian And Sylvia in 1963


RCA studio session - May 25-28, 1966 - RCA's Studio B - Nashville

 May 26, 4-7 am

TPA4 0913-03
November 1966 LP RCA LSP 3702 Spinout
Re-mixed version:
January 26, 1985 LP RCA AFL1-5363 A Valentine Gift For You
Outtakes:
Takes 1 and 2: April 21, 2011 CD FTD 506020-975021 Elvis Sings Guitar Man
Take 2: November 10 2003 CD FTD 82876 53368-2 So High





Mmmmm, mmmmmmm
* If today was not an endless highway
If tonight was not an endless trail
If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all


** Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear her heart softly pounding
If only she was lying by me
Then I'd lie in my bed once again


I can't see my reflection in the water
I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
I can't remember the sound of my own name


** Repeat


There's beauty in the silver singing river
There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky
But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty
That I remember in my true love's eyes


** Repeat


* Repeat


** Repeat


Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm
Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm 





Standard tuning.
    Intro: D
       D
    If today was not an endless highway
       D
    If tonight was not an endless trail
       G               A           D
    If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
         G              A                     D
    Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all

            G          A                 D
    Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
       G                A            D
    If I could hear her heart softly pounding
       G            A        D
    If only she was lying by me
             G         A        D
    Then I'd lie in my bed once again

    I can't see my reflection in the water
    I can't speak the sounds that show no pain
    I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
    I can't remember the sound of my own name
    Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
    If I could hear her heart softly pounding
    If only she was lying by me
    Then I'd lie in my bed once again
    There's beauty in the silver singing river
    There's beauty in the sunrise in the sky
    But none of these and nothing else could match the beauty
    That I remember in my true love's eyes
    Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
    If I could hear her heart softly pounding
    If only she was lying by me
    Then I'd lie in my bed once again
    If today was not an endless highway
    If tonight was not an endless trail
    If tomorrow wasn't such a long time
    Then lonesome would mean nothing to me at all
    Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
    If I could hear her heart softly pounding
    If only she was lying by me
    Then I'd lie in my bed once again