Summertime (my version)

Summertime,
when the days are lazy
june bugs skippin'
across an amber sky

Oh, your stomach's full
and you've had a'plenty of wine
So rest, my baby, you'll be fine

One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
and you'll take to the sky

And on that morning
there's a'nothing can harm you
so hush, my baby, you're alright

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original version, by G. Gershwin

Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by