Summertime and the livin' is easy,
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high.
Your daddy's rich and your mama's good-lookin'.
Hush, little baby, don't you cry.
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing.
Then you?ll spread your wings and take the sky. (sky)
But till that morning there is nothing can harm you now,
With daddy and mommy standing by.
Summertime and the livin' is easy.
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high. (high)
Your daddy's rich and your mama's so good-looking,
So hush, little baby, don't you cry.