That Lucky Old Sun(Chords)

	        Verse: 1 
Eb                 Cm         Abm 
Up in the morning, out on the job 
Eb                  Ab           Eb Eb7 
And I work like the devil for my pay 

 
Ab                      Abm Eb             (Cm Abm) 
I know that a lucky old sun has nothing to do 
Eb              Bb7        Eb Ab 
But roll around heaven all day 


Verse: 2 
Eb                   Cm                 Abm 
I fuss with my woman and I toil with my kids 
Eb               Ab           Eb  Eb7 
I sweat till I'm wrinkled and gray 


Ab                          Abm Eb             (Cm Abm) 
And I know that a lucky old sun has nothing to do 
Eb              Bb7        Eb G7 
But roll around heaven all day 


Verse: 3 
Cm        Gm     Ab                Eb 
Dear Lord above, don't you see I'm pining 
Fm              Bb7   Eb  G7 
I got tears all in my eyes 
Cm                           Gm 
Why don't you send down that cloud 
Ab            Eb      F7         F  Bb7 
With a silver lining, lift me up to paradise 

Verse: 4 
Eb                  Cm                    Abm 
Show me that river, why don't you take me across 
Eb              Ab       Eb  Eb7 
And wash all my troubles away 


Ab                          Abm  Eb                  (Cm Abm) 
And I know that a lucky old sun, he's got nothing to do 
Eb              Bb7        Eb G7 
But roll around heaven all day 


Verse: 3 
Cm        Gm     Ab                 Eb 
Dear Lord above, don't you know I'm pining 
Fm        Bb7   Eb  G7 
Tears all in my eyes 
Cm             Gm 
Send down that cloud 
Ab            Eb      F7      F  Bb7     Db7 
With a silver lining, lift me to paradise 

Verse: 4 
F#           A#m    B                F# 
Show me that river, and then take me across 
D#m         C#       F#  F#7 
Wash all my troubles away 

 
B                           Bm   F#                  (D#m Bm) 
And I know that a lucky old sun, he's got nothing to do 
F#              C#         F# C#7 
But roll around heaven all day 
F#                             C#         F# C#7 
He got nothing but roll around heaven all day 
F#                        C#         F# C#7 
I say he just roll around heaven all day 
F#                          C#7        F# 
Now you say it, roll around heaven all day 

	        

Written by Beasley Smith / Haven Gillespie