Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

You're daddy's rich
And your mom is good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry

One of these mornin'
You're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings
And fly to the sky

But 'til that mornin'there's nothing can harm you
with mommy and daddy standing by