it's summertime and the livin is easy fish are jump' and the cotton is high yo' daddy's rich and yo mama's good lookin' so hush little baby, don't you 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 your daddy and mammy standin' by