Summertime

Summertime and the living is easy Fish are jumping and the cotton is high Oh, your dad is rich and your ma is good-looking 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's nothing can harm you With daddy and mommy standing by Summertime and the living is easy Fish are jumping and the cotton is high Oh, your dad is rich and your ma is good-looking So hush little baby, don't you cry Summertime, summertime, summertime