Summertime and the livin` is easy
Fish are jumpin` 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 till that morning
There`s a nothin` can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin` by