Summertime Lena Horne

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 going to rise up singing
And you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

Till that morning
There ain't nothing can harm you
With daddy and mammy
Standing by

One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
And you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

But till that morning
There ain't nothing can harm you
With daddy and mammy
Standing, standing by