Borgore - Sunday morning lyrics

Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumpin And the cotton is high Your daddy's rich And Your ma is good looking So hush little baby Don't you cry One of these mornings You're gonna rise up singing Spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But til that morning There's nothing can harm you Daddy and mommy standing by Summer/summer Summer/summertime... And the living is easy Fish are jumping And the cotton is high Your daddy's rich And your ma is good looking So hush little baby Don't you cry