Summertime

Summertime - Taryn Spilman

Summertime

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich

And your mama's good lookin'

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

But 'til that morning

There is nothin' can harm you

With your daddy

And mommy standin' by

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

But 'til that morning

There is nothin' can harm you

With your daddy

And mommy standin' by