Текст (слова) песни: Sam Cooke - Sitting in the sun
Sittin` in the sun count my money fanned by my summer-breeze Sweeter than the honey is counting my money Those grrenbacks on the trees Comes the summer shower drops of rain falling Sweeter than the christ-mass chymes And here on those jungles upon the roof shingles Like pennies, nickles and dimes
Though it is knows that what I own is not a lot to move fills of gold that I behold are in my bank-account, I`m sitting in the sun counting my money happy as can be and to top it all when shadows fall I look to heaven and I see there`s a silver dollar in the sky shining down on me
Can you wonder why I`m in sittin` in the sun counting my money happy as can be and to top it all when shadows fall I look to heaven and I see there`s a silver dollar in the sky shining down on me
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