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 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 trouble away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin´ to do
But roll ´round heaven all day

Oh 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
And wash all my trouble away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin´ to do
But roll ´round heaven all day