Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Cesar Rosas
All avenues lead to one
Baby, you can walk or run
Get the first or next or last, it don't matter
Take it slow or take it fast
You cannot overtake your past
Can't hurry up tomorrow, let it come
Hurry up tomorrow, I don't know
Where love's gone or where it still may go
I can see the raindrops roll
Down my bedroom window slow
Like the strumming
On the guitar
Of my soul
Hurry tomorrow
Hurry up
Hurry up another day
Let the guitar player play
Music makes it seem all right while it's playing
Should I stand or should I speak?
Hold me up, my knees are weak
Dancing cheek to cheek with you after midnight
Hurry up tomorrow, I don't know
Where love's gone or where it still may go
I can see the raindrops roll
Down my bedroom window slow
Like the strumming
Like the strumming
Of my soul
Hurry tomorrow
Hurry up
Hurry up tomorrow, I don't know
Where love's gone or where it still may go
I can see the raindrops roll
Down my bedroom window slow
Like the strumming
Like the strumming
Of my soul
Hurry tomorrow
Hurry slow
Hurry tomorrow
Oh yeah
Hurry tomorrow
Hurry slow
Oh yeah
Recordings | |||||
Date | Album | Recorded By | |||
2004 | The Ride | Los Lobos |