Summertime, time, time,. Child, the living's easy.. Fish are jumping out. And the cotton, Lord,. Cotton's high, Lord so high.. . Your daddy's rich. And your ma is so good-looking, baby..
Summertime, and the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high. Your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin'. So hush little baby, don't you cry.