That Lucky Old Sun
Beasley Smith, Haven Gillespie
Up in the mornin', out on a job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around 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 around heaven all day
Good Lord above, can't you know I'm pinin'?
Tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver linin'
Lift me to paradise
Show me that river, take me across
And wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun give me nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
Show me that river, please, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun give me nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
