Standard (EADGBE)

 Summertime, and the livin' is easy

 Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high

 Your daddy's rich, and your momma's good lookin'

 So hush little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singing

 Then you'll spread your wings, and you'll take to the sky

 But till that morning, there's a nothin' can harm you

 With daddy and mammy, standing by

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