Summertime

Magnolia's remind me of live'n in the south and the song Summertime.

Now I never lived in the south, but I have images of hot sweltery days,

sitting under a magnolia tree, fanning myself.

One summer when I was in high school I cleaned house for the doctor that delivered me.

My home only played classical and religious music.

That summer the sound track to Porgy and Bess was playing as I cleaned and I fell in love.

I had never heard anything like it.

Summertime still remains one of my favorites, oh do I love that music.

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

Oh, 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 until that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by

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

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Thanks, George Gershwin!