Summertime (From 'Porgy & Bess') (Live at the Winterland Ballroom, San Francisco, CA - April 1968)

Summertime, time, time

Child, the living's easy

Fish are jumping out

And the cotton, Lord

Cotton's high, Lord so high

Your daddy's rich

And your ma is so good-looking, baby

She's a-looking good now

Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby

No, no, no, no, don't you cry, don't you cry

One of these mornings

You're gonna rise, rise up singing

You're gonna spread your wings, child

And take, take to the sky

Lord, the sky

Until that morning

Honey, nothing's going to harm you now

No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, don't you cry