Summertime

it’s summertime and the livin is easy
fish are jump' and the cotton is high
yo' daddy’s rich and
yo mama’s good lookin'
so hush little baby, don’t you cry.
one of these mornin’s
you goin' to rise up singin'
then you’ll spread yo' wings
an' you’ll take the sky
but till that mornin'
there’s a nothin' can harm you
with your daddy and mammy
standin' by