SUMMERTIME

Words and Music by George Gershwin

Summertime
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is 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 rise up singing
You'll spread your wings
And you'll take the sky
But 'till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by

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