I'm tired and weary of pain
Please Lord, please Lord
Forgive me if I complain
Up in the mornin', 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 man, 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 a silver lining
Lift me to paradise
Show me that river, take me across
And wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do
But roll around heaven all day
Oh Lord, oh Lord I'm tired and weary of pain Please Lord, please Lord Forgive me if I complain Up in the mornin', 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 man, 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 a silver lining Lift me to paradise Show me that river, take me across And wash all my troubles away Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do But roll around heaven all day Like that lucky old sun, give me nothing to do But roll around heaven all day Explain Request ×
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