Summertime - Bing Crosby
Summer time and the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Oh your daddy is rich
And your mom so good looking
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
Yor're gonna rise up singing
Then you spread your wings
And you take to the sky
But till that morning
There's nothing can hold you
With daddy and mommy
Standing by
One of these morings
You gonna rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But till that morning
There's a nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mommy standin' by
Summer time