Summertime....and the livin is easy

Fish are jumpin...and the cotton is high

Yo daddys rich...and yo mamas good-lookin

So hush little baby......dont you cry

One of these mornins..you gonna rise up singin

You gonna spread your little wings...and youll take to the sky

But till that mornin...there aint nothin gonna harm you

With yo mama and daddy...standin bye
 [bad word] break)

Now its summertime....and the livin is easy

Them fish are jumpin...and the cottons bout waist high

Yo daddys rich...and, ya know yo mamas good-lookin

Now hush little baby......dont....you cry

Summertime....

Ah said its summertime