Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hmm
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hmm, hmm

Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich
And your momma's good looking
So hush, little baby, don't you cry

One of these morning
You gonna rise up singing
You'll spread your wings
And soar to the sky
But till that morning
There is nothing can harm you
'Cause mommy and daddy standing by

Summertime
And the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy's rich
And your momma's good looking
So hush, little baby, don't you cry

Don't you, don't you cry
Oh-oh-oooh, don't you cry
A-a-ayy, a-a-a-ayy
A-a-ayy, a-a-a-ayy
A-a-ayy, a-a-a-ayy
Ayy, ah, ooh