Summertime

It's summertime and the living is easy

Fish are jumping and the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy's rich and your mama's good-looking

So, hush, little baby don't you cry

One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singing

Then, you spread your wings and you take to the sky

But until that morning, there be nothing can harm you

With daddy and mommy standing by

With daddy and mommy standing by