summertime summertime and the livin is easy fish are jumpin and the cotton is high oh your daddy s rich and your mamma s good lookin 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 until that morning there s a nothing can harm you with your daddy and mammy standing by summertime and the livin is easy fish are jumpin and the cotton is high your daddy s rich and your mamma s good lookin so hush little baby don t you cry