I'm gonna quit this drink

I'm gonna meet your friends

And apologize for every wrong I've said

And then I'm lost for my clothes

I'll build the house for you

That you always want

But parting is such sweet sorrow

And I'm gonna be a different man

Than who I am



Then I'm gonna have to start tomorrow



I'll send the letters on,

Pay the bills on time

I sold the future out,

Let arguments just fly

I'll help you out

Before you even ask me to say I'm wrong

And satisfy you back

But parting is such sweet sorrow

And I'm gonna be a different man

Then I guess I am



Gonna have to start tomorrow

Start tomorrow



So throw away the TV,

The cell phone,

The bar tab,

The next song,

My false hope,

The last game,

My old car,

My torn jeans,

My worn boots,

The mean streaks,

The quick fights,

The down-pays,

The road rage,

The showoff,

The bad-mouth,

You can have the last laugh

And move on

Have a good time

On my dime



I've got a long grocery list to write,

I need a pen to borrow

So if you're in a hurry for my change,

Wait one more day



'Cause it's gonna have to start tomorrow

Gonna have to start tomorrow...

Start tomorrow...



(I'm gonna quit this drink tomorrow)