Marty Robbins
Marty Robbins - Summertime lyrics
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Summertime and the livin' is easy (Summertime) Fish are jumpin', the cotton grows high Your Daddy's rich and your Mammy's good lookin' Oh, hush, little baby don't you cry One of these mornins you're gonna wake up singin' (Summertime) You're gonna spread your wings and fly to the sky Until that mornin' ain't nothin' gonna harm you With your Mammy and your Daddy standin' by Summertime