summertime

summertime

and the living is easy

fish are jumpin'

and the cotton is high

your daddy's rich

and your mama's good lookin'

so hush little baby now

don't you cry

one of these mornin's

you're gonna rise up singin'

you're gonna spread your wings

and take to the sky

but til that mornin'

ain't nothin' can harm you

with your daddy & your mammy

standin' by