Summertime And the livin' is easy, Fish are jumpin' And the cotton is high Yo' daddy's rich An' yo' ma is good lookin' So hush, little baby Don't you cry... One of these mornin's, You's gonna rise up singin' Then you'll spread yo' wings An' you'll take the sky Till that mornin', There's ain't nothin' can harm you With daddy and mommy standing by Standing