Summertime.
And the living is easy
Woh fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Woh your daddys rich and you're ma she good looking...
So why don't you just hush lil baby...
I don't want you.
I don't want you to cry...
One of these mornings...
Yeah your gonna rise up singing
Ohh... Your gonna spread your wings.
And you'll take to the sky...
Ohh but till that morning
There's nothing that can harm you
With your daddy and your mama
Their gonna be standing by...
Writer(s): George Gershwin, Milos Tasovac
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