Up in the mornin' out on the job, And I work like the devil for my pay. I know that a lucky old sun has nothin' to do, But roll around heaven all day, (Roll around heaven all day). Dear Lord above, don't You see I'm pining, I got tears all in my eyes? Why don't You send down that cloud With a silver lining, lift me up to paradise.
— Frankie Laine
