Summertime time time

Child the living's easy

Fish are jumping out

And the cotton lord
Cotton's high lord so high
Your daddy's rich

And your ma is so good-looking baby
She's looking good now
Hush baby baby baby baby baby

don't you cry

Don't you cry

One of these mornings
You're gonna rise rise up singing

You're gonna spread your wings

Child and take take to the sky

Lord the sky
Until that morning

Honey n-n-nothing's going to harm you now

No …
Don't you cry

Cry