.Summertime
Everybody is shvitzing
Schmaltz is melting
And the Catskills is high.
Oh, your Daddy's sad
He'll come up for the veekend.
So hush, little Bubbie,
Please don't cry.
Next Monday morning
He's going back to the garment
He'll be selling
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