Summertime

Eva Cassidy

Summertime and the living is easy 
Fish are jumping and the cotton's high 
Your dad is rich and your mom's good looking 
So hush little baby, baby, don't you cry 

One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing 
Then 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 mommy, mommy standing by 

One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing 
Then 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 mommy, mommy standing by 
So hush little baby, baby don't you cry