Gloria Smith - Summertime

Summertime

Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
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 to the sky

But until that morning
There's is nothing can harm you
With Daddy and Momma standing by

So hush little baby
Don't you cry

Written by:
Dorothy Heyward, Du Bose Heyward, George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin

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