That Lucky Old Sun - The Counterpoint Three
Up in the morning
Out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun
Has got nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
Fuss with my woman
Toil for my kids
Work till I'm wrinkled and grey
While that lucky old sun
Has got nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
Dear Lord above
Can't you hear me pining
Tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud
Up in the silver lining
Show me the way to paradise hey
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
Dear Lord above
Can't you hear me pining
Tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud
Up in the silver lining
Show me the way to paradise
Some time I work on the railroad
All the live long day
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
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
But roll around heaven all day
But roll around heaven all day hey