仲夏时光

Summertime

And the living easy

Fish are jumping

And the cotton is high

Oh your daddy is rich

And your ma is good looking

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

One of these morning

You're going to rise up singing

And you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning

There's nothing one can harm you

Oh daddy and mammy

Standing by

Oh daddy and mammy

Standing by