Louis Armstrong did a beautiful version of this and Willie Nelson also did a version.
Haven't we all felt like this poor man now and again? 
Written by Haven Gillespie and Beasley Smith


That Lucky Old Sun

(C) Up in the morning, (Am) out on the job,
(C) Work like the (F) devil for my (C) pay.
But that (F) lucky old sun has (C) nothin' to do,
But (G) roll around heaven (C) all day.

Fuss with my woman, toil for my kids,
Sweat 'till I'm wrinkled and grey.
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do,
But roll around heaven all day.


Chorus:
Good (Am) Lord (G) above can't you (F) know I'm (C) pining,
(F) Tears (G) all in my (C) eyes.
(Am) Send down that (G) cloud with the (F) silver (C) lining,
(C) Take me (F) to Para (G) dise.


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.


Chorus