SUMMERTIME AND THE LIVIN'IS EASY
FISH ARE JUMPIN' AND THE COTTON IS HIGH
YOUR DAD IS RICH AND YOUR MOMMA IS SO GOOD LOOKIN
'SO HUSH PRETTY BABY, DON'T YOU CRY
ONE OF THESE MORNINS YOU'R GONNA RISE UP SINGIN'
YOUR GONNA SPREAD YOUR WINGS AND YOU'LL TAKE TO THE SKY
UNTIL THAT MORNIN THERE AIN'T NOTHIN CAN HARM YOU
WITH DADDY AND MAMMY STANDIN BY.