Summertime
  an' the livin is easy.
  fish are jumpin'
  and the cotton is high.
  oh yo' daddy's rich
  an' yo' ma is good lookin'
  so hush, little baby,
  don' yo' cry.
  one of these mornin's you goin' to rise up singin',
  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