Summertime

Summertime

And the living is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy's rich

And your mama's good-lookin'

So hush, little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singin'

Then you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the skies

Until that mornin'

There ain't nothin' that can harm you

With daddy and mommy standin' by

Summertime