Summertime (Live)

Summertime

And the living is easy

Fish are jumping

And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich

And your ma is good-looking

So hush, little baby

Baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

And you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

But 'til that morning

There's a-nothin' can harm you

With Daddy and Mommy

Standing by

Don't you cry