Aretha Franklin - That Lucky Old Sun

Up in the morning, out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
While that lucky old sun’s got nothing to do
But roll, roll around heaven all day

Now I’ve got to work for my family and toil for my kids
Sweat until I’m wrinkled and gray, gray
While that lucky old sun’s got nothing to do
Roll, roll around heaven all day

Good Lord, up above, don’t you see that I’m pining?
Tears all in, all in my eyes
Send down your cloud with a silver lining
And lift me up to Paradise, oh

Show me, show me that river and take me across
And wash all my troubles, wash them away
While that lucky old sun ain’t got nothing to do
But roll around your heaven all day

Now, good Lord, dear Lord, can’t you see, can’t you see that I’m trying?
Tears all in, all in my eyes
Now, send down your cloud with a silver lining
And lift me, lift me to Paradise, and oh yeah

Show me, show me that river, and Lord, take me across
And I wonder would you wash all of my troubles? Lord, wash them away
While that lucky old sun’s got nothing to do
But roll, roll around heaven all day
That lucky old sun ain’t got nothing to do
But roll, roll, roll ’round heaven all day, yeah