The sun comes up in the mor-orning

Over the neighbouring hill

Breeze sings the song in the treetop

In tune with Mr Wi-ipperwill



Gotta have tenderness

Gotta have tenderness

We've gotta have love



Little white clouds go a hurryin'

Somewhere alo-ong their way

Across the highways of the sky

They softly see-eem to say



Gotta have tenderness

Gotta have tenderness

We've gotta have love



Everybody's worried 'bout a place in the su-un

But nobody's worried 'bout love

But a place in the sun won't be any fun

When it's love the world needs much more of



Now the rain is fa-allin' down

Over the neighbouring hill

Singin' a love song to each rose

Good Mr Wi-ipperwill



Gotta have tenderness

We've gotta have tenderness

We gotta have love

Yes we gotta have tenderness

Oh-oh gotta have tenderness

And we gotta have love