Roger Whittaker - Summertime lyrics

Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumping And the cotton is high Oh, 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 Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But till that morning There's a-nothing can harm you With daddy and mammy standing by But till that morning There's a-nothing can harm you With daddy and mammy standing by With daddy and mammy standing by