Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your ma is good lookin'
So hush, little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You've got to rise up singin'
Then you're spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But 'til that morning
There is nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mommy
standin' by
