Summertime, time, timeChild, the living's easyFish are jumping outAnd the cotton, LordCotton's high, Lord, so highYour daddy's richAnd your ma is so good-looking, babyShe's looking good nowHush, baby, baby, baby, baby, babyNo, no, no, no, don't you cryDon't you cry!One of these morningsYou're gonna rise, rise up singingYou're gonna spread your wingsChild, and take, take to the skyLord, the skyBut until that morningHoney, n-n-nothing's going to harm you nowNo, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, noNo, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, noNo, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, noDon't you cry
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