Summertime

This is our version of a very Standard, standard I can feel I can feel This is the way I wish it could always be Hmmmm Uh, no ahan It's summertime, summertime, and the living is easy Yes they are jumping, I know they are jumping And the cotton is high Your daddy is, he is so rich And your mom she is kinda pretty So, hush now little baby, I not gon' hold you cry Oh-oh-oh no No, no, no Ooh, ooh, ooh One of these mornings, morning, morning, mornings You're gonna rise up singing, singing Spread your wings, your wings, your wings And take to the sky But until, 'til, 'til, 'til that moment There's nothing gonna harm you, no, no Your daddy and your mammy are standing by When you way down, down, when you're down to the ground One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing Spread your wings, wings, wings Take to the sky But until that moment, that moment, moment There's nothing can harm you, no, no Your daddy and mammy are standing Don't you cry