Summertime and living is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin' So hush, little baby, don't you cry One of these mornings you're going to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky But till that morning there's nothing can harm you With your daddy and your ma standing by Oh, summertime, summertime
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