Song Lyrics

Up in the mornin' out on the job, work like the devil for my pay
While that lucky old sun's got nothin' to do
But roll, roll around heaven all day
(Now I've got to) work for my family, toil for my kids
Sweat until I'm wrinkled and gray (gray)
While that lucky old sun's got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day

Good Lord up above, don't you see that I'm pinin'
Tears all in, all in my eyes
Send down your cloud with a silver linin'
And lift me to paradise, oh
Show me, show me that river

And take me across and wash all of my troubles, wash them away
While that lucky old sun, ain't got nothin' to do
But roll around your heaven all day

Now good Lord, dear Lord, can't you see, can't you see that I'm tryin'
Tears all in, all in my eyes
Now send down your cloud with a silver linin'
And lift me, lift me to paradise, oh yeah
Show me, show me that river
And Lord take me across
And I wonder, will you wash all of my troubles, Lord wash them away
While that lucky old sun's got nothin' to do
But roll, roll around heaven all day

That lucky old sun, ain't got got nothin' to do
But roll, roll, roll 'round heaven all day, yeah

Beasley Smith, Haven Gillespie