| Summertime
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| And the livin' is easy
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| Fish are jumpin'
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| And the cotton is high
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| Your daddy’s rich
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| And your mamma’s good lookin'
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| So hush little baby
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| Don’t you cry
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| One of these mornings
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| You’re going to rise up singing
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| Then you’ll spread your wings
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| And you reach for the sky
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| Until that morning
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| There’s a’nothing can harm you
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| With daddy and mamma standing by
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| Summertime
|
| And the livin' is easy
|
| Fish are jumpin'
|
| And the cotton is high
|
| Your daddy’s rich
|
| And your mamma’s good lookin'
|
| So hush little baby
|
| Don’t you cry
|
| One of these mornings
|
| You’re gonna wake up singing
|
| You’re gonna spread your wings
|
| And you reach for the sky
|
| Until that morning
|
| There’s a’nothing can harm you
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| With your family standing by |