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

Show me that river, take me across
Wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day

(Right from the dawnin', through till the evenin')
(Nothin' but slavin', and all the time I pray)
Weary, so weary

(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 has nothin' to do)
(But roll around heaven all day)

Good Lord above, can't you know I'm pinin'
Tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver lining
Lift me to Paradise

Show me that river, take me across
And wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day

Copyright: Kanjian Music
Writer(s): Beasley Smith, Haven Gillespie