Til Then - Elizabeth Cook Lyrics

Til Then

(by Tim Carroll)

We’re gonna find a pot of gold

We’re gonna get out of the cold

We’re gonna reach the top again

But what’ll we do til then
We got these irons in the fire

Not like our situations dire

Soon I’ll have an egg out of this hen

But what’ll we do til then

We’re gonna win the lottery

We got the ticket you and me

We’re gonna watch our ship come in

But what’ll we do til then

What are we gonna do

Til our dreams come true

What’ll we do til then