SUMMERTIME
Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich and your momma's good lookin'
So hush little baby don't you cry
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings and take to the sky
Until that mornin' there's nothin' gonna harm you
With mommy and daddy standing by