Summertime - Sam Cooke
Lyrics by：Heyward
Composed by：Gershwin
Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your ma is goodlooking
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
Hmmmm
Hmmmm
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And take to the sky
But until that morning
There is nothing can harm you
No no no no
With your daddy and mommy
Standing by
Hmmmm
