Summertime

Summertime Summertime and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin', I know they are jumpin' and the cotton is so high Your Daddy's rich and your Mama is good lookin' So hush little baby, don't you cry No need to cryin' One of these mornings One of these mornings You're gonna rise up singing You will spread your wings Spread your wings Then you'll take to the sky But till that morning There is nothin' gonna harm you With your Daddy and your Mama keep on standin' by They're standin' by But till that morning Until that morning There is nothin' gonna harm you With your Daddy and your Mama keep on standin' by With your Daddy and your Mama keep on standin' by Summertime, summertime, summertime, summertime