Frank Sinatra - Summertime текст песни

Summertime an' the livin' is easy, fish are jumping an' the cotton is high
Oh, yo' daddy's rich, an' yo' ma is good lookin', so hush little baby don't you cry
One of these mornin's, you goin' to rise up singing,
The you'll spread yo' wings an' take to the sky,
But till that mornin' there's nothin' can harm you,
With Daddy an' Mammy standing by