Summertime

Gershwin-Gershwin-Heyward Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumping And the cotton is high Well, your Daddy's rich And your Ma is good-looking So hush, little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You're gonna rise up singing You're gonna spread your wings And take to the sky But until that morning There ain't nothing gonna harm you With Daddy and Mammy Standing by One of these mornings You're gonna rise up singing And I know you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky Whoah, yeah Yeah, until that morning Nothing, no nothing's gonna harm you With Daddy and Mammy Standin' by Summertime Summer... Time! Summertime, summertime