Summertime

Summertime,
And the livin' is easy.
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high.Your daddy's rich,
And your mamma's good lookin'.
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry.One of these mornings,
You're going to 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 mamma standing by.Summertime,
And the livin' is easy.
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high.Your daddy's richa
And your mamma's good lookin'.
So hush little babyDon't you cry.Have fun singing and swaying,