That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Around Heaven All Day)

Up in the mornin'
Out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun
Has nothin' to do
But roll 'round heaven all day

Fuss with my woman
Toil for my kids
Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun
Has nothin' to do
But roll 'round heaven all day

Good Lord above
Can't you see I'm pining
Tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud
With a silver lining
Lift me to Paradise

Show me that river
Take me across
And wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun
Give me nothing to do
But roll 'round heaven all day

Lord above
Can't you know I'm pining
Tears in my eyes
Send down that cloud
With a silver lining
Lift me to Paradise

Show me that river
Take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun
Give me nothin' to do
But roll 'round heaven all day



Credits
Writer(s): Haven Gillespie, Beasley Smith
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