Summertime

Summertime
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy’s rich
And your mama’s good-looking, mm-mm-mm
So hush, little baby
Don’t, don’t you cry
Don’t you cry
One of these mornings
You’re gonna rise up singin'
Then you’ll spread your wings
And take to the sky
But until that morning
Ain’t nothin' can harm you
No, no
Your daddy and mama
Are standin' by
Standin' by
Standin' by