Up in the mornin'
Out on the job
I work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day.

A fuss with my woman, toil for my kids
I sweat till i'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day

Up in the mornin'
Out on the job
I work like the devil for my pay
But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day.

A fuss with my woman, toil for my kids
I 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 see i'm pining, tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud, the one with a silver lining, touch me to paradise
Show me that river, take me across
And wash all my troubles away

Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day