This was us, this morning sitting on the front porch stoop. With not a one single plan for the day. Just sipping on smoothies. And singing.
Summertime and the living is easy.
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high.
Your daddy's rich and your mama's good looking.
So hush pretty baby don't you cry.
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing.
You'll spread your wings and take to the sky.
But 'til that morning, there's nothing can harm you.
With daddy and mama standing by...
Yup. My girl is singing the blues these days. For real. She's good too. Watch out.
Now go on, plop yourself in front of a fan with a tall glass of lemonade and press play. The dog days of summer have arrived.