Summertime, time, time,
 Child, the living's easy.
 Fish are jumping out
 And the cotton, Lord,
 Cotton's high, Lord, so high. 

 Your daddy's rich
 And your ma is so good-looking, baby.
 She's looking good now,
 Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
 No, no, no, no, don't you cry.
 Don't you cry! 

 One of these mornings
 You're gonna rise, rise up singing,
 You're gonna spread your wings,
 Child, and take, take to the sky,
 Lord, the sky. 

 Until that morning
 Honey, n-n-nothing's going to harm you now,
 No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
 No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
 No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,
 Don't you cry,
 Cry.