Summertime,
And the living is easy, yeah.
Fish are jumping,
And the cotton is high.
Oh, your daddy's rich,
And your mama's good looking.
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry.
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry.
Hmm...hmm, don't you cry.
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing.
Then you'll spread your wings,
And you'll take, the sky.
But 'til this morning,
There is nothing can harm you,
With daddy and mommy standing by.
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry...(yeah).
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry.
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry.
Don't you cry...
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry.
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry.
So hush little baby,
Don't you cry...