summertime and the livin is easy fish are jumpin and the cotton is high oh your daddy s rich and your ma is good lookin so hush little baby don t you cry one of these mornings you re going to rise up singing and you ll spread your wings and you ll take to the sky till that morning there ain t nothing can harm you with daddy and mammy standing by one of these mornings you re going to rise up singing and you ll spread your wings and you ll take to the sky but till that morning there ain t nothing can harm you with daddy and mammy standing standing by