Summertime and the living is easy,
Fish are jumping, the cotton is high,
Your daddy's rich and your mummy's good looking
So hush little baby and don't you cry,
One of these mornings your gonna wind up singing,
Your gonna spread your wings,
And reach for the sky,
But until that morning, your gonna wind up singing
And mommy and daddy are standing by
But until that morning, your gonna wind up singing
And mommy and daddy are standing by,
And mommy and daddy are standing by
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