Текст песни Summertime - The Twilight Singers

Summertime

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

Your daddy's rich
And your mama's good-looking
So hush, little baby
Don't
Don't you cry
Don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singing
And you spread your wings
And take to the sky

But until that morning
Ain't nothin' can harm you
No, no, no
Your daddy and momma
Are standing by
Stnading by
Stnading by