{title: Summertime (Am)} {artist: George Gershwin} Summer[Am]time... [E7]and the livin’ is [Am]easy. Fish are [Dm]jumpin’... and the cotton is [E7]high. Your daddy’s [Am]rich... and your[E7] mamma’s good [Am]lookin’, So [C]hush little [Am]baby, [E7]don’t you [Am]cry. [Am]One of these mornings[E7], You’re going to rise up [Am]singing. Then you’ll [Dm]spread your wings, And you’ll take to the [E7]sky. But till [Am]that morning, [E7] There’s a’ nothing can[Am] harm you, With [C]daddy and [Am]mamma [E7]Standing [Am]by.