DÍA 37. SUMMERTIME Summertime,Child, your living's easy.Fish are, fish are jumping outAnd the cotton, Lord,Cotton's high, Lord so high.Your dad's richAnd your ma is so good-looking, baby.She's a-looking pretty fine to me now,Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby n

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