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
.
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 till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by