Lyrics

Up in the morning, Lord Out on the job, yes I am Work like the devil for my pay Oh Lord, yes I do That lucky old sun Oh, did had nothing to do But just roll around heaven all day I fuss with my man Toil for my kids Sweat untill I'm wrinkled and gray That lucky old sun Oh, he has nothing to do But yes, he's rolling around heaven all day Oh, Lord above Don't you see I'm crying? Tears all in my eyes See me down that cloud Oh, with the silver lining And lift me up, lift me up, fly away to paradise, woah Show, show me the river Take me on across Wash all my troubles away Just like that lucky old sun Oh, he has nothing to do, Lord But roll around heaven all day And he roll around heaven all day Dear Lord, Lord above I know you see I'm crying Oh Lord, tears standing in my eyes Send me down that wonderful cloud With the silver lining Lift me up, lift me up, fly away to paradise Ooh, show me that river, Lord I want you to take me across And wash all my troubles away That lucky old sun Has nothing to do But roll around heaven, heaven, heaven Great God Almighty all day
Writer(s): Beasley Smith, Haven Gillespie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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