Summertime,
And the livin' is easy.
Fish are jumpin' (jumping),
And the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich
And your ma is good lookin' (looking),
So hush little baby
Don't you cry.
One of these mornings
You (you're) going to rise up singing
Yes, you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky.
But till that morning
There's nothing can harm you
Yes, with daddy and mammy standing by.
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy.
Fish are jumping,
And the cotton is high.
Oh, your daddy's rich
And your ma is good lookin' (looking),
So hush little baby
Baby, don't you cry.
Don't you cry.