Summertime and the liv’n is easy (Terry would disagree)

The birds are singing and the corn is past the knee

The farm is thriv’n, and blue is the sky

Hush, little baby, please don’t cry

Each morning you rise up singing

You spread your wings and you fly

The earth is calm, nothing can hurt you

Hush little baby, time is flying by

Summertime and the liv’n is easy

Summertime and the crops are looking fine

Oh! Yes! It’s summertime —sweet baby–my doll

Hush little baby—for time is flying by!

From my world to your heart,

Linda