Summertime,
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good looking
So hush little baby
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 'til that morning
There's nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mamma standing by
With your daddy and your mamma standing by

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