Summertime

Summertime

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

You're daddy's rich

And your mom is good lookin'

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

Then you spread your wings

And fly to the sky

But till the mornin'

There's nothing can harm you

With mama and daddy

Standing by

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

Then you spread your wings

And fly to the sky

But till that morning

There's nothing can harm you

With mama and daddy

Standing by

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