summertime
and the livinis easy
fish are jumpin
and the cotton is high
oh your daddy is rich
and your ma is good looking
so hush little baby
don`t you cry
one of these morning
you`e going to rise up singing
and you'll spread your wings
and you'll take to the sky
but till that morning
theres no one can harm you baby
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