Text: Frank Sinatra. Best Is Yet to Come, The.

Out of the tree of life
I just picked me a plumb
You came along
And everything started in to hum

Still it's a real good bet
The best is yet to come

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 your mine

Come the day your mine
I'm gonna teach you to fly
We've only tasted the wine
We're gonna drain that 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 your mine

Come the day your mine
And you're gonna be mine