Summertime - Sarah Brightman

Summertime

an’the livin’is easy

Fish are jumpin'

an’the cotton is high

Oh, yo’daddy’s rich

an’yo’ma is good lookin'

So hush, little baby,

don’you cry

One of these mornin’s

you goin’to rise up singin'

Then you’ll spread yo’wings

an’you’ll take the sky

But till that mornin'

there’s a nothing can harm you

With Daddy and Mammy standin’by

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