Summertime and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high Oh you Daddy's rich and you ma is good lookin' So hush little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings You're goin' to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But till that morning There's a nothin' can harm you With daddy and mammy standin' by
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