Summertime
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh 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 you wings
And you'll take the sky
Until that morning there's a nothin' can harm you
Only daddy and mommy standing by

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