Lyrics: George Gershwin/Ira Gershwin/D. Heyward
Music: George Gershwin/Ira Gershwin/D. Heyward
Summertime,
And the living is easy,
Fish are jumping,
And the cotton is high,
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,
You're gonna hide your way,
Take to the sky,
But till that morning,
Nothing will harm you,
With daddy and mummy,
There be standing by,
Sometimes I feel,
Like a motherless child,
Sometimes I feel,
Like a motherless child,
Sometimes I feel,
Like a motherless child,
Just a long way
From home, lord
Just a long way
From home
Hm-m-m-m ...
A long way from home, home,
Long way from home.
Summertime,
And the living is easy,
Fish are jumping,
And the cotton is high,
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,
You're gonna hide your way,
Take to the sky,
But till that morning,
Nothing can harm you,
With daddy and mummy,
There be standing by.