Текст песни That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Around Heaven All Day) - Aretha Franklin

That Lucky Old Sun (Just Rolls Around Heaven All Day)

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
But 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 to paradise, oh
Show me, show me that river and take me across
And wash all of 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 will 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