Summertime

Summertime
Summertime,
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Oh your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good looking
So hush, little baby,
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take the sky

But till that morning
There's a-nothing can harm you
With daddy and mommy standing by
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take the sky
But till that morning
There's a-nothing can harm you
With daddy and mommy standing by
So hush, little baby, don't you cry