Summertime

Summertime, time, time

Child, the living's easy

Fish are jumping out

And the cotton, Lord

Cotton's high, Lord so highYour daddy's rich

And your ma is so good-looking, baby

She's a-looking good now

Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

No, no, no, no, don't you cry, don't you cryOne of these mornings

You're gonna rise, rise up singing

You're gonna spread your wings, child

And take, take to the sky

Lord, the skyUntil that morning

Honey, nothing's going to harm you now

No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don't you cry