I loves you, Porgy,
Don't let him take me
Don't let him handle me
And drive me mad
If you can keep me
I wanna stay here with you forever
And I'll be glad
Someday I know [bad word] to call me
He's going to handle me and hold me
So, it' going to be like dying, Porgy
When he calls me
But when [bad word] I know I'll have to go
Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich, and your momma's 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 daddy and mammy standing by