Summertime, and the livin´ is easy Fish are bitin´ and the cotton is high Your daddy´s rich and your mammy´s good looking So hush, little baby, don´t want you cry
Some of these days you´re gonna rise up smiling Spread your wings and take to the sky Till that time there ain´t nothing gonna harm you So hush, little baby, don´t you cry Hush, little baby, don´t you cry