Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the kettle is high
You're daddy's rich
And your momma is good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornin'
You're gonna rise up singin'
Then you'll spread your wings
And fly to the sky
But 'til that mornin'there's nothing can harm you
With mommy and daddy standing by