Summertime - Lena Horne

Summertime

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Oh your daddy's rich

And your ma is good lookin'

So hush little baby

Don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're going to rise up singing

And you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

Till that morning

There ain't nothing can harm you

With daddy and mammy

Standing by

One of these mornings

You're going to rise up singing

And you'll spread your wings

And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning

There ain't nothing can harm you

With daddy and mammy

Standing standing by