Summertime
DuBose Heyward, Ira Gershwin, George Gershwin
Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your mama's so rich
And your papa's good lookin'
So hush, little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singin'
Spread your little wings
Then you'll take off to the sky
But until that mornin’
There ain't nothing gonna harm you
So hush, little baby
Hush now, don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singin'
So hush, little baby
Hush now, don't you cry
Don't you cry
'Cause it's summertime
The living's easy
Summertime
