Cazuza - Summertime lyrics

Written by George Gershwin

Summertime the weather is easy
Fish are jumping out and the cotton is high

Your daddy's rich
And your ma is good-looking
So hush, pretty baby
Don't you cry, don't you cry
One of these mornings
You've got to rise up singing
Then you're spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky

But until that morning
That ain't nothing can be and you
Please daddy and mammy standing by
Don't you cry, oh baby don't you cry