Summertime

Summertime and the livin is easy

Fish are jumpin and the cotton is high

Oh your daddys rich and your ma is good lookin

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're goin to rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

And you'll take the sky

But till that morning

There's a nothin can harm you

With daddy and mammy standin by