It's summertime
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And the living is easy
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Fish are jumping
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And the cotton is high
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Your daddy is rich
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And your mommy's good looking
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So hush pretty baby, don't you cry
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One of these mornings
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You're gonna wake up singing
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You're gonna spread your wings
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Take to the sky
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But till that morning
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There's just not a thing that can harm you
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With daddy and mommy standing by
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Summertime
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| Nick Drake |
