Summertime ( In Album Motion Picture )
Summertime,
Child, you`re living easy.
Fish are, fish are jumping out
And the cotton, Lord, cotton`s high, Lord, so high.
Your daddy`s rich
And your ma, honey I think she`s a mighty good-looking babe.
I think she`s looking pretty fine to me now.
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No, no, no, no, no, don`t you cry.
Don`t you cry!!!
One of these mornings
Child, you`ll rise up singing,
An` since you gotta go, honey, spread your wings,
You can take, take the sky,
Lord, the sky.
Until that morning,
Honey, n-n-no, nothing`s gonna harm you babe.
I said, honey, no one`s ever gonna let you down,
They wouldn`t do it.
Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
No, no, no, no, no, don`t you cry.
No!
Cry. |
