Summertime

Summertime

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Oh Your daddy's rich

And your mamma's good lookin'

So hush little baby

Don't Don't Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're going to rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

Your wings your wings your wings

And you'll take to the sky

The sky

But until that morning

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

Baby

Don't you cry

Summertime - The Cashmeres