Summertime and the livin' is easy 

Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high 

Your Daddy's rich and your Mama is good lookin' 

So, hush, little baby don't you cry 



One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singin' 


You're gonna spread your wings and take to the sky, take 

to the sky 

But until that mornin' there's nothin' that can harm you 

With Daddy and Mommy standin' by