Summertime
Summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Your daddy is rich and your mom is good looking
So hush little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings you're gonna rise above singin
You gonna spread your wings and away youll fly
But 'til that morning, ooh nothing would harm you
With daddy and mammy standing by
Summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Your daddy is rich and your mom is good looking
So hush little baby, don't you cry
Summertime, summertime, summertime, summertime, summertime
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