SUMMERTIME AND THE LIVIN' IS EASY
FISH ARE JUMPIN' AND THE COTTON IS HIGH
OH YOUR DADDYS RICH AND YOUR MOMMAS GOOD LOOKIN'
SO HUSH LITTLE BABY DONT YOU CRY
ONE OF THESE MORNIN'S YOUR GONNA RISE YOUR GONNA RISE UP SINGING
THEN YOU SPREAD YOUR WINGS AND FLY TO THE SKY
BUT TILL THAT MORNING THERE IS NOTHING CAN HARM YOU
WITH DADDY AND MOMMY STANDIN BY