Summertime
Summertime, and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high Oh, your daddy's rich and your ma is good-lookin' So hush little baby, don't you cry One of these mornings, you're goin' to rise up singin' And you'll spread your wings and you'll take the sky But 'til that mornin', there's a-nothin' can harm you With daddy and mommy standin' by One of these mornings, you're goin' to rise up singin' And you'll spread your wings and you'll take the sky But 'til that mornin', there's a-nothin' can harm you With daddy and mommy standin' by Summertime, composed by the great George Gershwin for Porgy and Bess and popularized by the great Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong, was written to bring attention to racial injustices of African Americans under the era of Jim Crow laws. Upon a casual listen, it seems as if the song carries a lazy slant reflecting a summer evening and the dre...