Sitting In The Sun

Sittin' in the sun countin' my money
Fanned by a Summer breeze sweeter than honey
Is countin' my money
Those green backs on the trees

Comes a Summer shower, drops of rain falling
Sweeter than Christmas chimes
Hearing those jingles on the roof shingles
Like them is nickels and dimes

Though it's known that all I own
Isn't a large amount the fields of gold
That I behold are my bank account

Sittin' in the sun countin' my money
Happy as I 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

Though it's known that all I own
Isn't a large amount but the fields of gold
That I behold are my bank account

Cause I'm sittin' in the
Sun countin' my money happy as I 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 shining down on me