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Summertime, and the living is easy |
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Fish are jumping and the cotton is high |
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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 you're gonna rise up singing |
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And you'll spread your wings and the way you'll fly |
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But 'til that morning, |
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Oh, nothing will harm you |
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With Daddy and Mammy standing by |
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Summertime, and the living is easy |
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Fish are jumping and the cotton is high |
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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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Summertime, summertime, summertime, summertime |
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Summertime, summertime, summertime, |
