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Summertime and the livin' is easy |
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Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high |
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Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin' |
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So hush little baby, don't you cry |
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One of these mornings |
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You're goin' to rise up singing |
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Then you'll spread your wings |
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And you'll take the sky |
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But till that morning |
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There's a nothin' can harm you, yeah |
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With daddy and mammy standin' by |
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Summertime and the livin' is easy |
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Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high |
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Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin' |
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So hush little baby, yeah don't you cry, don't cry |
