Lyrics Summertime - Mozortilo and His Orchestra, Джордж Гершвин

Summertime

Summertime,
And The Livin' Is Easy
Fish Are Jumpin'
And The Cotton Is High.
Your Daddy’s Rich
And Your Mommy’s Good Lookin'
So Hush Little Baby
Don’t You Cry.
One Of These Mornings
Your Gonna Rise Up Singin'
Then You Spread Your Wings
And Fly To The Sky.
But Till That Mornin'
There’s Nothing Can Harm You
With Momma And Daddy
Standing By.
One Of These Mornings
Your Gonna Rise Up Singin'
Then You Spread Your Wings
And Fly To The Sky.
But Till That Mornin'
There’s Nothing Can Harm You
With Momma And Daddy
Standing By.