Summertime

Summertime And the livin' is easy Fish are jumping and the cotton is high Oh, your daddy's rich, and your mama's good looking So, hush little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You're gonna rise up singing And then, you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But 'til that morning There ain't nothing can't harm you With daddy and mama standin' by With daddy and mama standin' by, hoo...