Summertime and the living is easy
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Fish are jumping and the cotton's high
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Your dad is rich and your mom's good looking
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So hush little baby, baby, don't you cry
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One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing
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Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky
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But till that morning there ain't nothing can harm you
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With daddy and mommy, mommy standing by
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One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing
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Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky
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But till that morning there ain't nothing can harm you
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With daddy and mommy, mommy standing by
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So hush little baby, baby don't you cry
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Summertime
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| Eva Cassidy |
