Summertime

Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cottons are high
Oh your Daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin'
So hush little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're gonna to rise up singing
Spread your wings
And take to the sky
But till that morning
There's nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by

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Billie Holiday
Summertime