Summertime, and the livin' is 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 these mornin' you're goin' to rise up singin' Then you'll spread your wings, and you'll take the sky But till that mornin' never nothin' can harm you With daddy and mammy standin' by . . . One of these mornin' you're goin' to rise up singin' Then you'll spread your wings, and you'll take the sky But till that mornin' never nothin' can harm you With daddy and mammy standin' by
