Summertime

Summertime, and the living is easy Fish are jumping, and the cotton is high Your daddy's rich, and your mama's good-looking So hush, little baby, don't cry Don't you cry, don't you cry One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singing And we'll spread your wings, and you'll take to the sky, to the sky But 'til that morning, there ain't nothing can harm you With daddy and mama standing by Standing by, standing by Summertime, and the living is easy Fish are jumping, and the cotton is high Oh, your daddy's rich, and your mama's good-looking So hush, little baby, don't you cry Don't you cry, don't you cry