Summertime

And the living is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high



Your daddy's rich

And your mama's good lookin'

So hush little baby now

don't you cry



One of these mornin's

You're gonna rise up singin'

You're gonna spread your wings

And take to the sky



But til that mornin'

Ain't nothin' can harm you

With your daddy