Texty písní Jerry Lee Lewis

Jerry Lee Lewis

That Lucky Old Sun

Up in the morning, out on the job

Work like the devil for my pay

But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do

But roll around Heaven all day

Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids

Sweat 'till I'm wrinkled and gray

While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do

But 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 the silver lining

Take me to paradise

Show me that river, take me across

And wash all my troubles away

Like that lucky old sun with nothin' to do

But 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 the silver lining

Take me to paradise

Show me that river, take me across

And wash all my troubles away

Like that lucky old sun with nothin' to do

But roll around Heaven, just rolling 'round your Heaven

My God, let me roll 'round Heaven all day