Summertime
an' de livin' is easy
fish are jumpin'
an' de cotton is high
oh yo' daddy's rich
an' yo ma's good lookin'
so hush little baby don' you cry.

One of dese mornins
you goin' to ride up singin'
den you'll spread yo' wings
an' you'll take the sky
But till that mornin'
deres a nothin' can harm you
with daddy an' mommy standin' by.



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