Skeeter Davis — Summertime

Summertime Summertime Summertime Summertime Summertime And the living is easy Fish are jumping and the cotton is high Your daddy's rich and your mama's good looking So hush little baby Don't you cry Summertime Summertime Summertime Summertime One of those mornings You goin' to rise up singing Then you'll spread your wings And you'll take the sky But till that morning There's a nothing can harm you With daddy and mama standing by Summertime Summertime Summertime Summertime