Текст песни Summertime

Summertime, and the livin' is easy.
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high.
Oh, your daddy's rich and your mother's good-lookin'.
So hush, little baby, don't you cry. Hush, child!
One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singin'. Wailin' Jennys - Summertime - http://ru.motolyrics.com/wailin-jennys/summertime-lyrics.html
Then you'll spread your wings and take to the sky.
'Til that morning, ain't nothing can harm you.
With daddy and mammy standing by. (x2)
Hush, child!