Here Today...and Gone Tomorrow; A little joy...a little sorrow; Not ours to keep...but just to borrow, Lord. Here Today...and Gone Tomorrow. A child is born... in tribulation. He needs a friend...for consolation. He finds a love...in celebration, Lord, 'cause you know how hard it is to be alone. Here Today...and Gone Tomorrow; A little joy...a little sorrow; Not ours to keep...but just to borrow, Lord. Here Today...and Gone Tomorrow. Silver hair...an old wool sweater With trembling hands...he writes a letter: "Dear old friend, I hope you're feeling better now, 'cause you're all that I have left since she's gone." Here Today...and Gone Tomorrow. A little joy...a little sorrow. Not ours to keep...but just to borrow, Lord. Here Today and Gone Tomorrow.