Summer time, And the livin' 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,Don't you cry
One of these mornings, You're gonna rise up singin'
You're spread your wings, And soar to the sky
But 'till that mornin', There ain't nothin' to harm you
With your mama and your daddy, Standin' by
