Summertime

Summertime, and the living is easy Fish are jumping, and the cotton is high Your daddy's rich, your mama is good looking So, hush little baby, don't you cry One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing O-o-o, you'll spread your wings, fly to the sky But until that morning, nothing can harm you With mammy and daddy standing by One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing And you'll spread your wings fly to the sky But until that morning, nothing can harm you With mammy and daddy standing by Living in the summertime Summertime