Summertime

Summertime - Lloyd Clark

Summertime and the living is easy

Fish are jumping

And the cotton is high

Your daddy is so rich

And your mom is good looking

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

And you spread your wings

And you take to the sky

But till that morning

There's nothing can harm you

His mommy and daddy standing by

Cry

Don't cry

Why should her cry

Don't cry

Don't cry

Believe it but suprise

Don't cry

I would cry use my eyes all for you

Don't cry

For your arriving and must cry