That Lucky Old Sun
Luck old sun [Repeats]
Up in the mornin', Out on the job,
Work so hard for my pay
That lucky old suns, has nothin' to do,
But roll around heaven all day.
Show me that river, take me across,
Wash all my troubles away,
Watch that lucky old sun, got nothing to do,
But just roll around heaven all day
Writer/s: Harry Beasley Smith / Haven Gillespie
