"Summertime"
from "Summertime"

Summertime and the livin' is easy.
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high.
Yo' daddy's rich and yo' mama's good lookin'.
So hush little baby, don't you cry.

One of these mornin's, you're gonna rise up singin'.
You're gonna spread yo' wings and take to the sky.
But til that mornin' ain't nothin' can harm you.
With yo' daddy and mammy standin' by.