Summertime

Summertime and the livin's easy

Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high

Oh, yo' daddy's rich and yo' ma is good lookin'

So hush, little baby, don' yo' cry

One of these mornin's you goin' to rise and singin'

Then you'll spread yo' wings an' you'll take the sky

But till that mornin', there's a-nothin' can harm you

With daddy and mammy standin' by