Summertime

summertime, and the livin' is easy

now fish are jumpin, and the cotton is high

oh your daddy's rich, and your mama's good lookin'

so hush little baby, don't you cry

now one of these morning's, i'm gonna wake up singing

one day she said and, ya, spread my wings and i'll take to the sky

oh but until the morning, there's, ah, nothing can harm you

with daddy and mammy standing by

daddy and mammy standing by