Summertime (with Kozmic Blues Band) [Live in Frankfurt, Germany]

Summertime, time, time Child, the living's easy Fish are jumping out And the cotton, Lord Cotton's high, Lord so high Your daddy's rich And your ma is so good-looking, baby She's a-looking good now Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby No, no, no, no, don't you cry, don't you cry One of these mornings You're gonna rise, rise up singing You're gonna spread your wings, child And take, take to the sky Lord, the sky Until that morning Honey, nothing's going to harm you now No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don't you cry