Lee Wiley - Summertime lyrics

Summertime and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high Oh your daddy's rich and your ma is good lookin' So hush little babby, don't you cry One of these mornings You're going to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But till that morning There's a nothin' can harm you With daddy and mammy standin' by.