Summertime and the livin is easy Fish are jumpin and the cotton is fine Oh your daddys rich and your ma is good lookin So hush little baby, dont you cry One of these mornings Youre goin to rise up singing Then youll spread your wings And youll take the sky But till that morning Theres a nothin can harm you With daddy and mammy standin by
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