Summertime The Gershwin Version

Summertime

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton,the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy,he's rich

And your ma,she's good lookin'

So hush, little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're going to rise up singing

You're gonna spread your wings

And take,and take to the sky

Until that morning

Ain't nothing can harm you

With daddy and mammy standing by, standing by, standing by