Summertime

Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh, 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 singin'
Yes, you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But till that mornin' comes
There's nothin' can harm you
So hush, little baby, don't you cry

Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
But till that mornin' comes
There's nothin' can harm you
So hush, little baby, don't you cry

Summertime, Summertime
Summertime, Summertime