Summertime An´ The Livin´ Is Easy
Fish Are Jumpin´ An´ The Cotton Is High.
Oh, Yo´ Daddy´s Rich,
An´ Yo´ Ma Is Good Lookin´!
So Hush, Little Baby, Don´ - You Cry.

One Of These Mornin´s
You Goin´ To Rise Up Singing!
Then You´ll Spread Yo´ Wings -
An´ You´ll Take The Sky.
But Till That Mornin´ There´s
A Nothin´ Can Harm You.
With Daddy An´ Mammy Standin´ By.