George Gershwin
Summertime
Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Daddy's rich, man
And your mama's good-looking
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 skies
Until that morning
There's nothin' that can harm you
With mommy and daddy by your side
Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
Cotton is high
Daddy's rich, man
And your mama's good-looking
So hush, little baby
Don't you cry