Summertime, time, time,
Child, the living抯 easy.
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord,
Cotton抯 high, Lord, so high.
Your daddy抯 rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
She抯 looking good now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No, no, no, no, don抰 you cry.
Don抰 you cry!
One of these mornings
You抮e gonna rise, rise up singing,
You抮e gonna spread your wings,
Child, and take, take to the sky,
Lord, the sky.
But until that morning
Honey, n-n-nothing抯 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,
Don抰 you cry,
Cry.
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Summertime Lyric