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












