Summertime

Summertime and the living is easy,

Fish are jumping, the cotton is high,

Your daddy's rich and your mummy's good lookin,

So hush little baby and don't you cry,



One of these mornings your gonna wind up singin,

Your gonna spread your wings,

N' reach for the sky,

But until that morning, your gonna wind up singing

And mommy and daddy standin by.



But until that morning, your gonna wind up singing

And mummy and daddy standin by.



And mummy and daddy standin by