Texty: The Rattles. You Can't Have Sunshine Every Day.

When I was a young girl
I've got to live in good.
'Cause mam ans dad bought
ev'rythin' I wanted
will good staying ever

will bad coming never.
One day I asked my dad
and here is what he said:

No
you can't hve sunshine every day
sunshine ev'ry day
on your way.
No
you can't hve sunshine every day
sunshine ev'ry day
on your way.

I remember so well

of the day when I fell in love
with a good looking guy.
Ev'rything was allright
sorrows were out of sight

then he broke our love.
I heard it from above:

No
you can't hve sunshine every day
sunshine ev'ry day
on your way.
No
you can't hve sunshine every day
sunshine ev'ry day
on your way.