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
She`s a-looking good now
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby now
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Don`t you cry, don`t you cry

One of these mornings
You`re gonna rise, rise up singing
You`re gonna spread your wings, child
And take, take to the sky
Lord, the sky

But until that morning
Honey, n-n-nothing`s going to harm ya
No, no, no no, no no, no...
Don`t you cry, cry