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Summertime

Greg Kihn

Summertime
When the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high

You’re daddy’s rich
And your mom is good lookin’
So hush little baby
Don’t you cry

One of these mornings
You’re gonna rise up singing
Then you spread your wings
And fly to the sky






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