Summertime - Krzysztof Krawczyk

Summertime 
And the livin’ is easy 
Fish are jumpin’ 
And the cotton is high 

Oh your daddy’s rich 
And your ma is good lookin’ 
So hush little baby, 
Don’t, don’t you cry 

One of these mornings 
You’re goin’ to rise up singing 
Then you’ll spread your wings 
And you’ll take the sky 

But till that morning 
There’s a nothin’ can harm you 
With daddy and mammy standin’ by 

Summertime, 
Summertime, 
Summertime, 
Summertime.