Summertime

Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is.. High
Your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin'
So hush little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And fly to the sky
But 'til that morning
There's nothin' can harm you
With momma and daddy standin' by