Summertime - text
Summertime and the livin' is easy fish are bitin' and the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich and your mom is good looking so hush baby don't want you cry
Some of these days you gona rise up singin'
You'll spread your wings and you'll take the sky
Till that time there's a nothing can harm you so hush little baby don't you cry
Hush little baby don't you cry