CHOBA B CCCP

Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Your daddy's rich And your mama's good lookin' So hush little baby now Don't you cry One of these mornin's You're gonna rise up singin' You're gonna spread your wings And take

Well I got a girl with a record machine, When it comes to rocking she's a queen. I took her to a dance on a saturday night, All alone where I can hold her tight. She lives on the twentieth floor uptown. The elevator's broken down. And I walk one, two

Well, that's all right, mama That's all right for you That's all right mama, just anyway you do Well, that's all right, that's all right That's all right now mama, anyway you do Mama she done told me Papa done told me too "Son, that gal you're foolin