The Money Tree Lyrics - A.c.t.

Music by: John Kander Lyrics by: Fred Ebb 

The day will come 

He'll come running to me 

The day the sun turns black 

And there's a money tree 

The day will come 

He'll be changing his tune 

When there's a granite lake 

And a cotton moon 

And I listen 

To all of his 

Sorryful pleas 

And I'll forgive him 

And life will be cool as a breeze 

When the rain falls up! 

The day will come 

He'll come back to my arms 

And the slate is clean 

When the snow is green 

And we'll share a love 

Idyllic, and final, and free 

Yeah the time will come 

When he'll never stray 

On the never dawn 

Of the never day 

When the green dollar fits 

On the silver money tree 

That old money tree 

Oh, yeah! 

A granite lake 

And a cotton moon 

And he'll tremble, and stammer 

And say he was wrong 

And together is how we will always belong 

When the earth stands still 

The day will come 

He'll come back to my arms 

And forget the past 

When a snail runs after 

We'll share a love 

Idyllic, and final, and free 

Yeah, the time will come 

When he'll never stray 

On the never dawn 

Of the never day 

When we all take turns 

On the silver money tree 

He'll come back to me