That Lucky Fellow
Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra Lyrics
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But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
Fuss with my woman toil for my kids
Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
Tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver linin'
Lift me to paradise
Show me that river
Take me across and wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
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 woman toil for my kids
Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
Good Lawd above, can't you know I'm pinin'
Tears all in my eyes
Send down that cloud with a silver linin'
Lift me to paradise
Show me that river
Take me across and wash all my troubles away
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin' to do
But roll around heaven all day
"That Lucky Fellow" by Tommy Dorsey and His Orchestra is a song about the struggles of the everyday worker who works tirelessly for a living. The singer talks about waking up in the morning, going to work and working hard all day long to earn a living. Meanwhile, the sun, which is considered a lucky being, has nothing to do but roll around in the sky. The singer expresses his frustration as he talks about how he struggles to provide for his family and how he is never able to catch a break.
The chorus of the song sees the singer reaching out to God, asking for his help. He sings about his tears and how he longs to be lifted to paradise. He longs for a break from the struggles of everyday life and asks to be taken across the river to have his troubles washed away. He longs to be like the lucky old sun that has nothing to do but roll around in heaven all day. The song speaks to the human desire for rest and peace from the struggle of everyday life.
Line by Line Meaning
Up in the mornin' out on the job, work like the devil for my pay
Every morning, I wake up and go to work, I work so hard for my salary
But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do But roll around heaven all day
Unlike me, the sun is so lucky that it has no duties, but just moves around in heaven all day
Fuss with my woman toil for my kids Sweat 'til I'm wrinkled and gray
I take care of my family by working hard and sacrificing my time, even if it ages me
While that lucky old sun has nothin' to do But roll around heaven all day
The sun does not have the same responsibilities as I do, and can just spend its time leisurely
Good Lawd above, can't you know I'm pinin' Tears all in my eyes
My life is hard, and it makes me sad
Send down that cloud with a silver linin' Lift me to paradise
I wish for a better life and I hope that the heavens will help me
Show me that river Take me across and wash all my troubles away
I want my problems to disappear, and I believe that going across the river will make that happen
Like that lucky old sun, give me nothin' to do But roll around heaven all day
I wish to have an easier life free from all the burden, just like the sun that has no responsibility and just lounges around all day.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Beasley Smith, Haven Gillespie
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Necromonger27
on a high hat, a piccolo and a cane
Who stole my gal away with a minor stay?
A high hat, a piccolo, and a cane!
Who made my honey say my love gave her a pain?
A high hat, a piccolo, and a cane!
A high salutin', crap shootin', piccolo tootin' high brow! (x2)
He played a little bell and raised a literal hell, then her head went 'round and 'round.
Whoah!
She thought I was okay, at least that thought betrayed.
With a high hat, a piccolo, and a cane!