Summertime

Summertime, time, time

Child, the living's easy

Fish are jumping out

And the cotton, Lord

Cotton's high, Lord, so high

Your daddy's rich

And your ma is so good-looking, baby

She's looking good now

Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

No, no, no, no, don't you cry

Don't you cry!

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise, rise up singing

You're gonna spread your wings

Child, and take, take to the sky

Lord, the sky

But until that morning

Honey, n-n-nothing's going to harm you now

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

Don't you cry

Cry