Summertime, It Ain't Necessarily So, Bess Oh Where's My Bess - Frank Sinatra

Summertime an' the livin' is easy

Fish are jumping an' the cotton is high

Oh, yo' daddy’s rich an' yo' ma is good lookin'

So hush little baby don’t you cry

One of these mornin’s you goin' to rise up singing

Then you’ll spread yo' wings an' take to the sky

But till that mornin' there’s nothin' can harm you

With daddy an' mammy standing by