Sittin' In The Sun

Sittin' in the sun counting my money

fanned by my summer-breeze

Sweeter than the honey is counting my money

Those greenbacks on the trees

Comes the summer shower drops of rain falling

Sweeter than the christ-mass chimes

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