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,

No, No, No, No, 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, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No

No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No

No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No, No,

Don't You Cry,

Cry.