Summertime lyrics

Artist  : Kozmic Blues Band 
Song : Summertime
 
												
														   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,

When your ma, oh honey thinks she's
mighty good-looking, babe.

I said she's
looking pretty fine to me right now,

Don't
you know she is.

Whoa, hush, baby, baby,
baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,

No, no, no,
no, no, don't you cry.

Oh honey you'd
better not cry

'Cause they're gonna kick
you up if when you want to do nothing,

Take
it from me!

Cry.



Whoa, one of
these mornings,

Child, you'll rise up
singing, baby, oh.

I said you're gonna
wanna go, honey, spread your wings,

Yeah,
child, you take, take to the sky,

Lord, the
sky.



Until that morning,

Honey,
no-no-no-nothing's going to harm you, babe,

I said honey nothing's ever gonna let you
down,

'Cause I just wouldn't let them do it
, no, no, no, no, no,

Hush, baby, baby,
baby, baby, baby,

No, no, no, no, no,

Don't you cry, oh no,

Cry.



Alright.