Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hmm Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hmm, hmm Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumping And the cotton is high Oh, your daddy's rich And your momma's good looking So hush, little baby, don't you cry One of these morning You gonna rise up singing You'll spread your wings And soar to the sky But till that morning There is nothing can harm you 'Cause mommy and daddy standing by Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumping And the cotton is high Oh, your daddy's rich And your momma's good looking So hush, little baby, don't you cry Don't you, don't you cry Oh-oh-oooh, don't you cry A-a-ayy, a-a-a-ayy A-a-ayy, a-a-a-ayy A-a-ayy, a-a-a-ayy Ayy, ah, ooh