Summertime Brian Wilson

Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high
Oh, your Daddy's rich and your Mama's good-lookin'
So hush little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky
But until that mornin', there's a-nothin' can harm you
With your daddy and mama standin' by

So hush little baby, don't you cry
No, no, no don't you cry
No, no don't you cry