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Up in the mornin', 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 nothin' to do |
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But roll around heaven all day |
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Had a fuss with my woman, |
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I toil for my kids |
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An' I sweat till |
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I'm wrinkled and gray |
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While that lucky old sun got nothin' to do |
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But roll around heaven all day |
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Good Lord up above, can't |
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You hear me cryin' |
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Tears are rollin' in my eyes |
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Send down that cloud with |
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Your silver linin' |
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Take me to paradise |
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Oh, 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 give me nothing to do |
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But roll around heaven all day |
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Like that lucky old sun give me nothing to do |
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But roll around heaven all day |