Summertime And the living is easy (Oh it ain't that easy youngin It ain't that easy) Fish are jumping And very often I'm high (You smoke too much youngin I'm telling you Always bussin down them backwoods) Your daddy's rich (You got it made youngin) And your mama's good looking (Your life been handed to you, come on now) So hush, little baby (What you got to cry for?) Don't you cry (Yain't got nothing to cry about) One of these mornings (You've been blessed) You're gonna rise up singing (Blessings come with a responsibility) And you'll spread your wings (You can't afford not to) And you'll take to the sky (It's all you, it's all you youngin) Til that morning (Ain't nobody else to blame) Ain't nothing gonna harm you (You were safe and sound, now you lost & found) With your mama and daddy (You better get it together son) Standing by (They ain't gon be here forever) Summertime