Summertime, and the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin' 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, singing

And you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky

But 'til that morning, there ain't nothin' can harm you

With daddy and your dammy standin' by

Don't you cry, don't you cry

Don't you cry, don't you cry.