Summertime - Sam Cooke (萨姆·库克)
Written by：Gershwin/Heyward
Summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping and
The cotton is high
Your daddy's rich and
Your mama's good looking
So hush little baby don't you cry
One of these mornings you're
Gonna rise up singing
The you spread your wings
And take to the sky
But until that morning there
Is nothing can harm you
With daddy and the mommy standing by
