| Summertime and the living is easy
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| Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
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| Your daddy’s rich and your mama is good looking
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| So hush, little baby, don’t you cry
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| One of these morning’s you’re gonna rise up singing
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| Then you’ll spread your wings and you’ll take to the sky
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| But 'til the morning there’s a-nothing can harm you
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| With daddy and mammy standing by
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| Summertime and the living is easy
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| Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
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| Your daddy’s rich and your mama is good looking
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| So hush, little baby, don’t you cry
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| Summertime and the living is easy
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| So hush, little baby, don’t you cry
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| So hush, little baby, don’t you cry
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| Hush, little baby, don’t you cry
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| Summertime and the living is easy
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| Don’t you cry |