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Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich And
your mama's good lookin' So hush little baby now don't you cry
One of these mornin's You're gonna rise up
singin' You're gonna spread your wings And take to the sky
But til that mornin' Ain't nothin' can harm you With
your daddy and mammy standin' by
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