That Lucky Old Sun

Up in the morning, Lord
Out on the job, yes I am
Work like the devil for my pay
Oh Lord, yes I do

That lucky old sun
Oh, did had nothing to do
But just roll around heaven all day

I fuss with my man
Toil for my kids
Sweat untill I'm wrinkled and gray

That lucky old sun
Oh, he has nothing to do
But yes, he's rolling around heaven all day

Oh, Lord above
Don't you see I'm crying?
Tears all in my eyes
See me down that cloud
Oh, with the silver lining
And lift me up, lift me up, fly away to paradise, woah

Show, show me the river
Take me on across
Wash all my troubles away

Just like that lucky old sun
Oh, he has nothing to do, Lord
But roll around heaven all day
And he roll around heaven all day

Dear Lord, Lord above
I know you see I'm crying
Oh Lord, tears standing in my eyes
Send me down that wonderful cloud
With the silver lining
Lift me up, lift me up, fly away to paradise

Ooh, show me that river, Lord
I want you to take me across
And wash all my troubles away
That lucky old sun
Has nothing to do
But roll around heaven, heaven, heaven
Great God Almighty all day



Credits
Writer(s): Haven Gillespie, Beasley Smith
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