Summertime

Summertime, and the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high



Your Daddy's rich, and your Mommy's good lookin'

So hush little baby, don't you cry



One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings and fly to the sky

But till that mornin', there's nothing can harm you

With Mama and Daddy standin' by

[repeat 2x]



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