Summertime and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high Oh well, your daddy's rich and your momma's good lookin' So hush, little baby, don't you cry I said one of these mornings You gonna wake up [?] And you'll spread your wings And you'll take to the sky But 'til that morning There's a-nothin' can harm you With daddy and mammy...Learn More