Up in the morning out to the fields I work like a devil for my pay
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But that lucky old sun ain't got nothing to do but roll around heaven all day
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Well I fuss with my woman and I toil for my kids I sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray
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But that lucky old sun ain't got nothing to do but roll around heaven all day
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Oh Lord above can't you see I'm pinin' tears are in my eyes
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Send down my cloud with that silvery linin' and left me to paradise
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Then show me that river and take me across wash all my troubles away
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Like that lucky old sun give me nothing to do but roll around heaven all day
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[ ac.guitar ]
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Show me that river...
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That Lucky Old Sun
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| Dave Dudley |
