Up in the mornin'
Out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day.
Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids
Sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun got [Fm7]nothin' to [C7]do
But ɾoll around heaven all [Em]day
Dear Lord above, can't you [A7know I'm pining, tears all [Em]in my [A]eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to [C7]Paradise
Show me that ɾiver, take me across
Wash all [Em]my [A]tɾoubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to [C7]do
But ɾoll around heaven all [Em]day
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to [C7]Paradise
Show me that ɾiver, take me across
Wash all [Em]my [A]tɾoubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to [C7]do
But ɾoll around heaven all [Em]day
