A 1953 popular song.
Words by Billy Rose and Ned Wever.
Music by Milton Ager.
Sheet music provided by Laurence Rubenstein:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
I’ve never found a four leaf clover
And yet I know, that they do grow
I’ve never seen a cloud that’s silver lined
But I insist such things exist
Refrain
Some fine day, I’ll see the sun break through
Blackbirds will turn to blue
Not tomorrow, nor the next day
Not this weekend, but some fine day
Some fine day, my heart will celebrate
Don’t ask me for the date
Maybe Easter, maybe Christmas
Lincoln’s birthday, well, some fine day
They say, ev’rything’ll come if you, but wait
Okay, haven’t got a thing to do, but wait
Some fine day, my lucky star will shine
My future will combine, someone special
Place to live in, lots of children
Won’t that be some fine day
Sung here by Fred Feild: