Summertime (Live)

Summertime

And the livin'is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich

And your mamma's good lookin'

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're going to rise up singing

Then you'll spread your wings

And fiy to the sky

But till that morning

There's a'nothing can harm you

With mamma and daddy standing by

Summertime

There's nothing can harm you

With mama and daddy

Standing by