Summertime and the livin is easy
Fish are jumpin and the cotton is high
Oh your daddys rich and your ma is good lookin
So hush little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings
Youre goin to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take the sky
But till that morning
There's a nothin can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin by
