Lyrics Summertime - Mike Brant

Summertime

Summertime
and the living is easy
Fish are jumpin'
and de cotton is high
oh, your daddy’s rich
and your mama’s good lookin'
So huch little baby now
Don’t you cry
One of these mornin’s
You’re gonna rise up singin'
Then you’ll spread your wings
and take to the sky
But til that mornin'
Ain’t nothin’can harm you
with your daddy
and your mamay
standin’by