Music: George Gershwin
Summertime
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin
And the cotton is high
0h, your daddy's rich
And your ma is good-lookin
So hush, little baby
Don't you cry
0ne of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings,
And you'll take the sky
But 'til that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mammy standing byΒ