Summertime Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong

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 baby, don t you cry One of these mornings You re goin 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 Summertime and the livin is easy Fish are jumpin and the cotton is high