Summertime

Summertime an′ the livin' is easy,
Fish are jumpin′ an' the cotton is high.
Oh, yo' daddy′s rich,
An′ yo' ma is good lookin′!
So hush, little baby, don' - you cry.
One of these mornin′s
You gonna rise up singing!
Then you'll spread yo′ wings -
An' you'll take the sky.
But till that mornin′ there′s
A nothin' can harm you.
With Daddy an′ Mammy standin' by