Summertime

Summertime and the livin' 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 the morning's your goin' to rise up singin'

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

But til the morning there is nothing to harm you

With daddy and mamma standin' by