And the livin' is easy
Summertime
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
You're daddy is rich
And your ma' is good lookin'
So hush, pretty little baby, don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings
And take to the sky
But until that mornin'
There is nothin' can harm you, no, no, no, no
With Daddy and Mommy standing by, mmh, mmh, mmh