Summertime.
And the living is easy.
Fish are jumping.
And the cotton is high.

Oh!Your daddy's rich.
And your mammy's so 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 sky.

But till that morning.
There's a nothing gonna harm you.
With daddy and mammy standing by.



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 nothing can harm you.
With daddy and mammy standing by.

With daddy and mammy standing by.