Summertime

Summertime and the living is easy

Fish are jumping and the cotton so high

Your daddy's rich

And your mama's good-looking

So hush little baby don't you cry

Cause one of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

And you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning

There's nothing, nothing can harm you

With daddy and mammy standing by.