Summertime

Summertime, time, time Child, the living's easy Fish are jumping out And the cotton, Lord Cotton's high, Lord, so high Your daddy's rich And your ma's so good-looking, baby She's looking good now Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby No, no, no, no, don't you cry Don't you cry One of these mornings You're gonna rise, rise up singing You're gonna spread your wings Child, and take, take to the sky Lord, the sky But 'til that morning Honey, n-n-nothing's going to harm you now No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no Don't you cry Oh, ooh