Summertime

Summertime and the livin' is easy

Fish are.. jumpin' and the cotton is.. high

Your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin'

So hush little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

And fly to the sky

But 'til that morning

There's nothin' can harm you

With Momma and Daddy standin' by

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

And fly to the sky

But 'til that morning

There's nothin' can harm you

With Momma and Daddy standin' by