Summertime

Summertime
And the livin' is easy,
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Yo' daddy's rich
An' yo' ma is good lookin'
So hush, little baby

Don't you cry...

One of these mornin's,
You's gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread yo' wings
An' you'll take the sky

Till that mornin',
There's ain't nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mommy standing by 
Standing