Songtexte: Ray Charles. Live In Concert. That Lucky Old Sun.

Up in the mornin', out on the job
And I work like the devil for my pay

I know that a lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
(Roll around heaven all day)

I fuss with my woman and I toil with my kids
I sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray

I know that a lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day

Dear Lord above, don't You see I'm pining
I got tears all in my eyes
Why don't You send down that cloud
With a silver lining, lift me up to paradise
(Lift me up to paradise)

Show me that river, why don't You take me across
And wash all my troubles away

I know that lucky old sun, he's got nothin' to do
And just roll around heaven all day

Good 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
(Lift me up to paradise)

Show me that river and take me across
Wash all my troubles away

And I know that lucky old sun, he's got nothin' to do
Roll around heaven all day, yes, he got nothin' to
Roll around heaven all day, I say, he just roll around heaven all day
Now you say, roll around heaven all day, yes Lord