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( Louis Armstrong / Live Music & The Voices of Strangers ) Someday, you'll be sorry, way you treated me was wrong I was the one who taught you all you know Your friends have told you to make me sing another song So Good luck, may be with you, may your future you won't fear, dear There won't be another to treat you like a brother, someday you'll be sorry dear There won't be another to treat you like a brother, someday you'll be sorry dear Good luck, may be with you, may your future you won't fear, dear. There won't be another to treat you like a brother, someday you'll be sorry dear. Someday you'll be sorry dear From Letras Mania