That lucky old sun (just rolls around heaven all day)
Louis armstrong
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 till I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
Dear Lord above, can't you know I'm pining, tears all
in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, 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 rol
around heaven all day
But roll around heaven all day
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, 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
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 till I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
Dear Lord above, can't you know I'm pining, tears all
in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, 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 rol
around heaven all day
But roll around heaven all day
Send down that cloud with a silver lining, 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
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