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Summertime
Child, you’re living easy
Fish are, fish are jumping out
And the cotton, lord
Cotton’s high, lord, so high
Your daddy’s rich
When your ma, oh honey thinks she’s mighty good-looking, babe
I said she’s looking pretty fine to me right now
Don’t you know she is
Whoa, hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
No, no, no, no, no, don’t you cry
Oh honey you’d better not cry
Cause they’re gonna kick you up if when you want to do nothing
Take it from me
Cry.
Whoa, one of these mornings
Child, you’ll rise up singing, baby, oh
I said you’re gonna wanna go, honey, spread your wings
Yeah, child, you take, take to the sky
Lord, the sky
Until that morning
Honey, no-no-no-nothing’s going to harm you, babe
I said honey nothing’s ever gonna let you down,
Cause I just wouldn’t let them do it , no, no, no, no, no
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
No, no, no, no, no
Don’t you cry, oh no
Cry