| Up in the mornin'
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| Out on the job
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| Work like the devil for my pay
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| But that lucky old sun got nothin' to do But roll around heaven all day.
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| Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids
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| Sweat till I’m wrinkled and gray
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| While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do But roll around heaven all day
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| Dear Lord above, can’t you know I’m pining, tears all in my eyes
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| Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to Paradise
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| Show me that river, take me across
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| 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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| Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to Paradise
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| Show me that river, take me across
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| 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 |