Summertime and the living is easy,
Fish are jumping the cotton is high.
Your daddy's rich and your mother's good lookin'
So hush little baby and don't you cry.
One of these mornings your gonna wind up singing.
Your gonna spread your wings and reach for the sky.
But until that mornin' your gonna wind up singin'
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