Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is fine
Oh your Daddy's rich
and your ma is good looking'
So hush little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're goin' to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take the sky
But till that morning
There's nothin' an harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by