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