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