Summertime

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