Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich

And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry


One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky


But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by