Summertime the weather is easy.
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton is high
Your daddy s rich
And your ma is good-looking
So hush, little baby
Don t you cry, don t you cry.
One of these mornings
You ve got to rise up singing,
Then you re spread your wings
And you ll take to the sky
But until that morning,
That ain t nothing can be and you
Please daddy and mammy
Standing by
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