Summertime and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high Your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin' So hush, little baby, don't you cry One of these mornin's, you're gonna rise up singin' You're gonna spread your wings and you'll take to the sky But 'til that mornin', there is nothin' can harm you With Daddy and Mummy, standing by Don't you, don't you cry