Summertime

Lyrics

Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumping And the cotton is high Oh, your Daddy's rich And your Ma is good-looking So hush, little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You're gonna rise up singing You're gonna spread your wings And take to the sky But till that morning There ain't nothing can harm you With Daddy and Mammy Standing by Summertime Summertime Summertime