Up in the morning out on my job work like the devil for my pay
Ah that lucky old sun has nothing 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 nothing 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 the cloud with the silvery linin' lift me to paradise
Show me that river take me across wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun give me nothing to do but roll around heaven all day

Good Lord above can't you know I'm pinin'...