George Gershwin

• Summertime

  • George Gershwin
  • Blues
  • Nhạc Quốc tế

  Summertime, and the livin' is easy. Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high. Oh, your daddy's rich and your mama’s good looking. So hush, little baby, don't you cry. One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singing. And you'll spread your wings and you'll take to the sky. But till that morning, there ain't nothin' can harm you. With daddy and mammy standin' by.