|Summertime and the livin' 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 the morning's your goin' to rise up singin'
|Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take the sky
|But til the morning there is nothing to harm you
|With daddy and mamma standin' by