Summertime 
DuBose Heyward, George Gershwin 
  

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 looking good now, 
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, 
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 you now, 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no 
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, 
Don't you cry, 
Cry.