Sa roule " Baby"
" Summertime, and the livin´ is easy,
Fish are jumpin´, and the cotton is high ;
Oh, your daddy´s rich, and your ma is good-lookin´,
So hush, little baby, don´t you cry.
One of these mornings, you´re going to rise up singing,
Then you´ll spread your wings, and you´ll take to the sky,
But till that morning, there´s a-nothin´ can harm you,
With daddy and mammy standin´ by.
Summertime, and the livin´ is easy,
Fish are jumpin´, and the cotton is high ;
Oh, your daddy´s rich, and your ma is good-lookin´,
So hush, little baby, don´t you cry."
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