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