Summertime
Summer time, and the living is easy 
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high 
Oh! your daddy is rich
And your mommy is good looking 
So hush, little baby
Don't you cry 

One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singing 
Then you'll spread your wings
And you take to sky 
But till that morning
There's nothing can harm you 
With mommy and daddy is standing by