Summertime
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And the livin' is easy
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Fish are jumpin'
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And the cotton is high
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Oh your daddy's rich
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And your mamma's good lookin'
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So hush little baby
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Don't you cry
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One of these mornings
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You're going to rise up singing
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Then you'll spread your wings
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And you'll take to the sky
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Oh but till that morning
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There aint nothing gonna harm you
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No if mommy and daddys standin by yeah
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Oh summertime,
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And the livin' is easy
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Fish are jumpin'
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And the cotton is high
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Oh your daddy's rich
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And your mamma's good lookin'
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So hush little baby
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Don't you cry
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One of these mornings
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You're going to rise up singing
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Then you'll spread your wings
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And you'll take to the sky woah
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But till that morning
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There aint nothing gonna harm you
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No if mommy and daddys standin by
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Summertime
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| Theresa Sokyrka |
