Summertime Letra

Fish are jumpin' an' the cotton is high.
Oh, yo' daddy's rich,
An' yo' ma is good lookin!
So hush, little baby, don' - you cry.
One of these mornin's
you gonna rise up singing!
Then you'll spread yo' wings -
an' you'll take the sky.
But 'til that mornin' there's
a nothin' can harm you.
With Daddy an' Mammy standin' by