Up in the morning, out on the job
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Work like the devil for my pay
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While that lucky old sun has nothing to do
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But roll around heaven all day
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I have to fuss with my woman
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toil for my kids
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Sweat 'till I'm wrinkled and raid
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While that lucky old sun has nothing to do
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But roll around heaven all day
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The Lord above don't you know I'm pining
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tears all in my eyes
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Send down that cloud with the silver lining
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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
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give me nothing to do
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Than roll around heaven all day
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The Lord above don't you know I'm plying
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tears all in my eyes
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Send down that cloud with the silver lining
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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
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give me nothing to do
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Than roll around heaven all day
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That Lucky Old Sun
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Sam Cooke |