Текст песни RAY CHARLES - That Lucky Old Sun
RAY CHARLES - That Lucky Old Sun слова песни
Текст песни RAY CHARLES - That Lucky Old Sun
Up in the mornin'Out on the jobWork like the devil for my payBut that lucky old sun got nothin' to doBut roll around heaven all day.Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids( )Sweat till I'm wrinkled and grayWhile that lucky old sun got nothin' to doBut roll around heaven all dayDear Lord above, can't you know I'm pining, tears all in my eyesSend down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to ParadiseShow me that river, take me acrossWash all my troubles awayLike that lucky old sun, give me nothing to doBut roll around heaven all day<instrumental interlude-first line of "Dear Lord">Send down that cloud with a silver lining, lift me to ParadiseShow me that river, take me acrossWash all my troubles awayLike that lucky old sun, give me nothing to doBut roll around heaven all day