Summertime lyrics

Summertime and the living is easy.

Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high.

Oh well, your daddy's rich and your mommy is good-lookin'.

So hush, little babies, don't you cry.

One of those mornings, you're gonna rise up singin',

then you spread your wings and you take to the sky.

But till that morning comes, there is nothin' can harm you.

So hush, little babies, don't you cry.

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Summertime and the living is easy.

Fish are jumpin' and your cotton is high.

But till that morning comes, there is nothin' can harm you.

So hush, little babies, don't you cry.

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