Someday, Sweetheart

Someday, sweetheart, You may be sorry For what you've done To my poor heart; And you may regret Those vows that you've broken, And the things that you did to me That made us drift apart. Oh, you're happy now, And you can't see how Those weary blues Will ever come to you; But as you sow, So shall you reap, dear; And what you reap Will gonna make you weep, Someday, sweetheart! Someday, sweetheart, Oh you're gonna be sorry, oh yes1 For what you done To my poor heart; And you may regret Those vows that you've broken, oh-oh-oh-oh! And the things that you did to me That made us drift apart. Oh, you're happy now, And you can't see how Those weary blues Ever gonna come to you; But as you sow-ho-ho, So shall you reap, And what you reap Is gonna make you weep, Someday! Come on baby, Have a heart! Don't you tell me That we have to part. You know I've loved you >From the start, You'll rue the day, And blue is the day You break my heart.