Sam Cooke
That Lucky Old Sun
[Verse 1]
Up in the morning, out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
While that lucky old sun has nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
I have to fuss with my woman
Toil for my kids
Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun has nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
[Bridge]
Good Lord up above don't you know I'm pining
Tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with the silver lining
Lift me to paradise
[Verse 2]
Show me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
Than roll around heaven all day
[Bridge]
Good Lord above don't you know, don't you know I'm pining
Tears all in my, my, my, my eyes
Send down that cloud with the silver lining
Lift me to paradise, oh
[Outro]
Show me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
Than roll around heaven all day
Ooh, roll around heaven all day
Roll, roll, roll around heaven all day