Summertime, and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin'
So hush, little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up
Singing
And you'll spread your wings and you'll take to
The sky
But till that morning, there a´ nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up
Singing
And you'll spread your wings and you'll take to
The sky
But till