Sitting In The Sun - Alma Cogan, Ирвинг Берлин

Sittin' in the sun, countin' my money

Fanned by a summer breeze

Sweeter than the honey is countin' my money

Those greenbacks on the trees

Comes a summer shower, drops o' rain falling

Sweeter than Christmas chimes

Hearing those jingles upon the roof shingles

Like pennies, nickels and dimes

Tho' it’s known that what I own is not a large amount

Fields of gold that I behold are in my bank account

Yeah, 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

Yeah, sittin' in the sun, countin' my money

Happy as I can be, yes

And to top it all

When shadows fall

I look to heaven and I see

There’s a silver dollar in the sky

It’s shining, shining, shining down on me