Without God I Could Do Nothing
Mahalia Jackson
4:39Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumping And the cotton is high Oh, your daddy is rich And your ma is good looking So hush, little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You gonna rise up singing You're gonna hoist your way, oh Take to the sky But 'til that morning Nothing will harm you With dad and mammy They'll be standing by Sometime I feel like a motherless child Sometime I feel like a motherless child Sometime I feel like a motherless child Just a long way From my home, oh Lord Just a long way From my home Hm, hm, hm-hm-hm Hm-hm-hm, hm Hm, hm, hm Long way from home Long way from home Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumping, oh And the cotton is high Oh, your daddy is rich And your ma is good looking So hush, little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You gonna rise up singing You're gonna hoist your way, oh Take to the sky But 'til that morning Nothing will harm you With dad and mommy They'll be standing by