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 'til I'm wrinkled and gray But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do But roll around Heaven all day Good Lord above, can't you see that I'm pining? Tears are in my eyes Send down that cloud with a silver linin' Lift me to Paradise, oh Show me that river Take me across and wash all my troubles away But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do But roll around Heaven all day