XANADU PROJECT 2003POETRY • LYRICS • MUSIC

Janis Joplin - Summertime

Summertime,
Child, the living’s easy,
Fish are jumping out,
And the cotton, Lord,
Cotton’s high, Lord, so high.

Your daddy’s rich,
And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
She’s looking good now.
Hush, baby,
No, no, don’t you cry.
Don’t you cry.

One of these mornings,
You’re gonna rise, rise up singing.
You’re gonna spread your wings,
Child, and take, take to the sky.
Lord, the sky.

But until that morning,
Honey, nothing’s going to harm you now,
No, no, don’t you cry.


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