Text písně Big Brother & The Holding Company: Summertime

Summertime


Summertime, time, time,
Child, the livings easy
Fish are jumping out
And the cotton, lord,
Cottons high, lord, so high

Your daddys rich
And your ma is so good-looking, baby
Shes looking good now,
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No, no, no, no, don't you cry
Don't you cry!

One of these mornings
Youre gonna rise, rise up singing,
Youre gonna spread your wings,
Child, and take, take to the sky,
Lord, the sky

But until that morning
Honey, n-n-nothings going to harm you now,
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
Don't you cry,
Cry







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