Summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping and the cotton is high
Your Daddy is rich and your ma is good -looking
So hush little baby don't you cry
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky
But till that moment there´s another coming on you
With daddy in mind standing by
Summertime
Summertime
Summertime