SUMMERTIME

Summertime, time, time Child, the living's easy Fish are jumping now And the cotton lord, cottons high Lord so high Your Dad's rich And your Ma's so good looking, Babe 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 morning You're gonna rise, rise up singing You're gonna spread your wings Child and take, take to the sky Beyond the sky But until that morning Honey 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 don't you cry Cry...