Up in the mornin'

Out on the job

I work like the devil for my pay

But that lucky old sun's got nothin' to do

But roll, roll around heaven all day.



I fuss with my woman, toil for my kids

Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray

While that lucky old sun's got nothin' to do

But roll, roll around heaven all day



Dear Lord above, don't you see I'm pining, tears all in my eyes

Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me up to Paradise



Show me that river, take me across

Wash all my troubles away

Like that lucky old sun, he's got nothing to do

But roll, roll around heaven all day





Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to Paradise



Show me that river, take me across

Wash all my troubles away

Like that lucky old sun, he's got nothing to do

But roll around heaven all day



Yes, Lord