Summertime, and the livin' is easy,
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high,
Your Daddy's rich,
and your mama good lookin',
So hush little baby, don't you cry,
One of these mornings,
Your gonna rise,
Your gonna rise up singing,
Then you'll spread your wings,
And fly to the sky,
But till' that morning,
There's a nothing can harm you,
With Mommy and Daddy standing by,
But till' that morning,
A nothing can harm you,
With Mommy and Daddy standin.......g by!