Up in the morning out on the job works like the devil for my pay

But that lucky old sun ain't got nothing to do but roll around heaven all day

Fuss with my woman toil with my kids sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray

While that lucky old sun ain't got nothing to do but roll around heaven all day

Good Lord above can't you know I'm pining tears fill my eyes

Send down that cloud with the silvery lining lift me to paradise

Show me that river and take me across wash all my troubles away

And like that lucky old sun give me nothing to do but roll around heaven all day

Like that lucky old sun give me nothing to do but roll around heaven all day