Summertime

    Summertime, and the living’ is easy
    Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high
    Your daddy’s rich and your ma is good lookin’
    So hush, little baby, don’t you cry

    One of these mornings, you’re gonna rise up singin’
    Then you’ll spread your wings and you’ll take to the sky
    But ’til that mornin’ there is nothin’ can harm you
    With daddy and mummy, mummy standing by
    Don’t you, don’t you cry

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