Summertime

Summertime
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy's rich
And your ma is good lookin'
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 'til that morning
There's a-nothing can harm you
With daddy and mammy standing by