Summertime Lyrics - Lee Wiley

Summertime and the livin' is easy 

Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high 

Oh your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin' 

So hush little babby, don't you cry 

One of these mornings 

You're going to rise up singing 

Then you'll spread your wings 

And you'll take to the sky 

But till that morning 

There's a nothin' can harm you 

With daddy and mammy standin' by.