Summertime - Hannah Grace

Summertime

And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin'

And the cotton is high

Oh, your papa’s rich

And your mama’s good-lookin'

So hush, little baby

Don’t you cry

One of these mornings

You’re gonna rise up singing

You’re gonna spread your wings

And take to the sky

But 'til that morning

No, nothing can harm you

Cause your mama and papa right here standing by

Don’t you cry, don’t you cry

Don’t you cry, don’t you cry

Don’t you cry, don’t you cry

Cause your mama and papa right here standing by