Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high.
Oh yo' daddy's rich and yo' ma is good lookin',
So hush, little baby, don' yo' cry.
One of these mornin's you goin' to rise un singin',
Then you'll spread yo' wings an' you'll take the sky.
But till that mornin', there's a-nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by.
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"Summertime" as written by Beyonce Knowles Angela Beyince
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