Summertime
It's summertime and the living is easyFish are jumping and the cotton is highYour daddy's rich and your mama's good lookingHush little babyDon't you cryDon't cryDon't cryDon't cryNoNoNoNoDon't cryDon't cry
One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singingYou spread your wings and take to the skyBut until that morning there is nothing can harm youWith your daddy and mommy standing byThey are standing byI knowDon't cry