Summertime

  Summertime, time, time
Child, the living's easy
Fish are jumpin' out
Hey the cotton, Lord
Cotton's high, Lord so high
Your daddy's rich
And your ma is so good-looking, babe
She's a-looking good now
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Don't you cry, don't you cry
(instrumental break)
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise, rise up singing
You're gonna spread your wings, child
And take, take to the sky
Lord, the sky
But until that morning,
Honey, n-n-nothing's going to harm ya, now
No, no, no no, no no, no...
No, no, no no, no no, no...
No, no, no no, no no, no...
Don't you cry — cry