| Summertime and the livin' is easy
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| Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high
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| Your Daddy’s rich and your Mama is good lookin'
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| So, hush, little baby don’t you cry
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| One of these mornings you’re gonna rise up singin'
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| Your gonna spread your little wings, and take to the sky, take to the sky
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| But until that mornin' there’s nothin' that can harm you
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| With Daddy and Mommy standin' by
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| Summertime
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| Yes, its the time, I’m talkin' bout summertime
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| And the livin', summer livin', And the livin' is so fine
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| Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high
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| Your Daddy’s rich, He’s rich, your daddy’s filthy rich
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| And your Mama, hot Mama, your Mama’s so good lookin'
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| So, hush little baby don’t you cry
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| Summertime and the livin' is easy
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| Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high
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| Your Daddy’s rich, And your Mama is good lookin'
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| So, hush, little baby don’t you cry |