Summertime

Summertime

And the living is easy

Fish are jumping

And the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy's rich

And your ma is good looking

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 'til that morning

There's nothing can harm you

With daddy and mommy standing by

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 'til that morning

There's a'nothing can harm you

With daddy and mommy standing by

Standing by