Summertime an´ the livin´ is easy
Fish are jumpin´ an´ the cotton is high.
Oh, yo´ daddy´s rich,
An´ yo´ ma is good lookin´!
So hush, little baby, don´ - you cry.
one of these mornin´s
you goin´ to rise up singing!
Then you´ll spread yo´ wings -
an´ you´ll take the sky.
But till that mornin´ there´s
a nothin´ can harm you.
With Daddy an´ Mammy standin´ by.
