Summertime

Summertime

The Platters

Summertime and the living is easy

Fish are jumping

And the cotton is high

Oh Oh your daddy's rich

And your ma is good-looking

So hush little baby

Don`t you cry

One of these morning

You`re goin to rise up singing

Then youll spread your wings

And youll take to the sky

But till that morning

Theres's nothing can harm you

With your daddy and your mommy

Standing by

Oh Summer