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Summertime, time, time,
Child, the living`s easy.
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, lord,
Cotton`s high, lord, so high.

Your daddy`s rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
She`s looking good now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, dont you cry.
Aahhhh!

One of these mornings
You`re gonna rise, rise up singing,
You`re gonna spread your wings,
Child, and take, take to the sky,
Lord, the sky.

Until that morning
Honey, n-n-nothings going to harm you now,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Dont you cry,
Dont you cry,
Cry.