Summertime
Dorothy Heyward, Du Bose Heyward, George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin
Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich
And your mommy is good looking
So hush, little baby, don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But till that morning
There ain't a'nothing gon' harm you
With daddy and mommy standing by
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread those wings
And you'll take to the sky
But till that morning
There ain't a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mommy standing by
With daddy and mommy standing by