summertime and the living is easy
fish are jumping and the cotton is high.
your daddy is rich and your ma' is good looking
so hush, little baby, don't you cry.

one of these mornings you'll goanna rise up singing
then you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky.
but till that morning there's nothing can harm you
with daddy and mammy, mammy standing by.
so don't you cry?

summertime and the living is easy
fish are jumping and the cotton is high.
your daddy is rich and your ma' is good looking
so hush, little baby, baby, don't you cry.