That Lucky Old Sun

Up in the morning out on the job work like a devil for my pay
That lucky old sun got nothing to do but just roll around heaven all day
Well I fuss with my woman toil with my kids
Sweat till I’m all wrinkled and gray
But that lucky old sun ain’t got nothing to do
But just roll around heaven all day
Good Lord above don’t you hear I’m pinin' I got teardrops in my eyes
Oh send down the cloud with the silvery linin' lift me to paradise
Now won’t you show me the river take me across
Let me wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun give me nothing to do
But just roll around heaven all day
Well now good Lord above don’t you hear I’m pinin'…