Summertime

Summertime, and the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high

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

So, hush little baby, don't you cry



One of these mornin's you're gonna rise up singin'

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

But 'til that mornin' there's a nothin' can harm you

with daddy and mammy standin' by



But 'til that mornin' there's a nothin' can harm you

with daddy and mammy standin' by



Standing by