Lyrics Summertime - The Marcels

Summertime, summertime, summertime, summertime
Summertime, summertime, summertime, summertime

Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high

Your daddy′s rich
And your mom is good looking
So hush little baby
Don't you cry

One of these mornings
You′re gonna jump up a singin'
Then you'll spread your wings
And you′ll take to the sky

Until that morning
There is nothing to harm you
Your daddy and mommy standing by

(Instrumental)

One of these mornings
You′re gonna jump up a singin'
Then you′ll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

Until that morning
There is nothing to harm you
Your mommy and daddy standing by
Your mommy and daddy standing by