Summertime, time, time, child, the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' now Hey, the cotton, Lord, the cotton is high, Lord so high Your dad is rich and your mom's so good lookin', babe She's looking good now Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby No, no, no, no, don't you cry, don't you cry
One of these mornin's, a you're gonna rise, rise up singin' You're gonna spread your wings, child And take, take to the sky, Lord the sky Until that mornin', honey, nothin's going to harm you now No-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no .... don't you cry
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