Summertime - Mike Brant

Summertime

and the living is easy

Fish are jumpin'

and de cotton is high

oh, your daddy’s rich

and your mama’s good lookin'

So huch little baby now

Don’t you cry

One of these mornin’s

You’re gonna rise up singin'

Then you’ll spread your wings

and take to the sky

But til that mornin'

Ain’t nothin’can harm you

with your daddy

and your mamay

standin’by