Summertime

Summertime

And the living is easy

Fish are jumping and the cotton is high

Your Daddy's rich and your Ma is good looking

So hush little baby, baby don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

But till that mornint

There's nothing can harm you

With Daddy and Mammy

Mammy's standing by

Don't you cry