Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Summertime and the livin’ is easy

Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high
Oh your daddy’s rich and your ma is good lookin’
So hush little baby, don’t you cry

One of these mornings
You’re goin’ to rise up singing

Then you’ll spread your wings And you’ll take the sky
But till that morning There’s a nothin’ can harm you

With daddy and mammy standin’ by
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