Summertime
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mom is good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But 'till that morning
There's a-nothing can harm you
With daddy and mummy standing by
Standing by
