Summertime

Come on, stray dog, bark, let's plooge.

Summertime, and livin' is easy, yeah, it's easy.

Fish are jumpin', and the garden is high.

Mmm, your daddy's rich, and your ma,

Your mom's good-looking, she's so hush, little baby.

Mm, don't you cry.

One of these mornings, you're going to rise up,

rise up singing.

And you spread your wings and you will take the sky

You'll take the sky

'Til the morning

There's nothing can harm you

With daddy and mommy

Standing by, standing by you

Yeah, it's easy

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise up singing

Oh yeah

And you'll spread your wings

And you'll take the sky

But in the morning, there is nothing can harm you, with daddy and mommy standing by.