Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich,  nd your mom is good lookin'
So hush little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky
But till that morning,  there's a-nothin' can harm you
With your daddy and mammy standing by