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
And your ma, honey I think she's a mighty good-looking babe.
I think she's looking pretty fine to me now.
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby,

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