Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich and your momma'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 you'll take to the sky
But till that morning, there's a nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standing by
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