Summertime, And the living is easy
Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich And your mama's good lookin'
So hush little baby now don't you cry
One of these mornin's You're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings And take to the sky
But til that mornin' Ain't nothin' can harm you
With your daddy And your mammy standin' by