Lucky old Sun

Up in the morning,
Out on the job,
Work like the devil for my pay,
While that lucky old Sun
Has nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day!

Work for woman,
Toil for my kids,
Sweat till I’m wrinkled and grey,
While that lucky old Sun
Has nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day!

Dear Lord above, can’t you see I’m pining?
Tears roll in my eyes.
Bring down that cloud with the silver lining
Take me to Paradise!

Show me that river,
Take me across,
Wash all my troubles away.
Like that lucky old Sun
Give me nothing to do
But roll around Heaven all day!


U.S.A.

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