From the musical “Hold On To Your Hats”, 1940.
Words by E. Y. Harburg.
Music by Burton Lane.
The sheet music:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
I just came from Mexico
Where they all drink Texico
‘Cause there’s nothing else around to drink
Ev’ry poor old Pappy there
Seems to be slap happy there
‘Cause they have a happy thought to think
Ev’rywhere you go you’ll hear them say
That a better day is on the way
Refrain
There’a s great day coming Manana
With a wonderful, wonderful dream
Ev’rybody we’re told, will be rolling in gold
We’ll be out of the doldrums, Manana
There’ll be beer and pretzels Manana
There’ll be strawberries floating in cream
All your skies’ll be blue
All your cares’ll be few
All your Fords’ll be Buicks, Manana
There’ll be high times, pie in the sky times
So come you mourners and pick your plums
There’s a great day coming, Manana
If Manana ever comes