summertime, and the living is easy

fish are jumping and the cotton is hig.

your daddy' s rich and your mama' s good looking

so hush, little baby, don' t you cry



one of these mornings, i am gonna rise up singing to you girl

cause you spread your wings and take to the sky

but,until that morning, nobody is going to harm you

your daddy mammy standing by



your daddy mammy standing by ho