Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high
Your Daddy's rich, and your Mommy's good lookin'
So hush little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings and fly to the sky
But till that mornin', there's nothing can harm you
With Mama and Daddy standin' by
[repeat 2x]
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