The Best Is Yet to Come

Writen by: Carolyn Leigh, Cy Coleman

The Best Is Yet to Come

Bob Dylan

Out of the tree of life I just picked me a plum
You came along and everything started to hum
Still it´s a real good bet the best is yet to come

The best is yet to come and, babe, won´t that be fine?
You think you´ve seen the sun but you ain´t seen it shine

Wait till the warm-up´s underway
Wait till our lips have met
And wait till you see that sunshine day
You ain´t seen nothin´ yet

The best is yet to come and, babe, won´t it be fine?
The best is yet to come, come the day you´re mine

Come the day you´re mine
I´m gonna teach you to fly
We´ve only tasted the wine
We´re gonna drain the cup dry

Wait till your charms are right for these arms to surround
You think you´ve flown before but, baby, you ain´t left the ground

Wait till you´re locked in my embrace
Wait till I draw you near
Wait till you see that sunshine place
Ain´t nothin´ like it here

The best is yet to come and, babe, won´t it be fine
The best is yet to come, come the day you´re mine
Come the day you´re mine
And you´re gonna be mine

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