Summertime - Ella Fitzgerald

Summertime
And the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’
And the cotton is high.

Oh your daddy’s rich
And your mamma is good lookin’
So hush little baby
Don’t you cry.

One of these mornings
You’re goin’ to rise up singin'
Then you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take the sky.

But till' that mornin'
There’s a nothin’ can harm you
With daddy and mammy
Standin’ by.