Summertime

Summertime
 Summertime and the livin' is easy
 Fish are jumpin', I know they are jumpin' and the cotton is so high
 Your Daddy's rich and your Mama is good lookin'
 So hush little baby, don't you cry
 No need to cryin'
 One of these mornings
 One of these mornings
 You're gonna rise up singing
 You will spread your wings
 Spread your wings
 Then you'll take to the sky
 But till that morning
 There is nothin' gonna harm you
 With your Daddy and your Mama keep on standin' by
 They're standin' by
 But till that morning
 Until that morning
 There is nothin' gonna harm you
 With your Daddy and your Mama keep on standin' by
 With your Daddy and your Mama keep on standin' by
 Summertime, summertime, summertime, summertime