Summertime Lyrics - Marty Robbins

Summertime and the livin' is easy 

Fish are jumping and the cotton grows high 

Your daddy's rich and your mommie's good looking 

So hush little baby don't you cry 

One of those mornings you're gonna wake up singing 

You're gonna spread your wings and fly to the sky 

until that morning ain't nothing gonna harm you 

With mommie and your daddy standing by summertime