Sometimes I Feel Like a Motheless Child - Mahalia Jackson

Summertime And the livin' is easy

Fish are jumpin’and the cotton is high

Oh, your daddy is rich and your mamma’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

Take to the sky

But till that morning

Nothing will harm you

Daddy and mama

They’ll be standing by

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child

Sometimes I feel like a motherless child

Just a long way, from my home oh Lord

Just A long way, from home

Long way from home

Long way from home

Summertime and the living is easy

Fish are jumping oh

And the cotton is high

Oh your daddy is rich

And your mama is good looking

So hush little baby, don’t you cry

One of these mornings

You gonna' rise up singing

You gonna' hoist your way home

Take to the skies

But tell that morning nothing can harm you

With dad and mommy they’ll be standing by