Summertime…
An' the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
An' the cotton is high
Oh, yo' daddy’s rich,
And yo' ma is good looking
So hush little baby don' yo' cry

One of these mornin’s
You goin' to rise up singin'
Then you’ll spread yo' wings
An' you’ll take the sky

But till that mornin'
There’s a nothin' can harm you
With daddy an' mammy standing by.