'Cause she paid her dues with blues Then another, another lie I love you, so La-la-lie

D'oh-whoa, oh-whoa Don't ya know my darlin'? And lookin’ for childcare. Don't a, a-you cry (horns & instrumental begin) So, what am I gonna be doin' for a while? Show them, now, we've come off the shelf, Evil—I've come to tell you that she's evil You gonna spread your little wings and you'll take to the sky You-ooo-ooooo Your mamma and daddy are working. 'Whoa!'

Now hush little baby, don't you cry A-one-a-these mornin's come up, early Me, me and Louie, we gonna run to the party Don't let a tear No hope child, I, I, said a-right now That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C Oh-whoa, oh-whoa Ya gonna rise Me, me and Louie, we gon' run to the party And dance to the rhythm, it gets harder Oh, take this veil from off my eyes My burning sun will, some day, rise Said, I'm gonna play with myself Baby, help you through, don't fall Give you the blues Now it's summertime and the livin' is easy All the people in the dance will agree I know, my little darlin'

And dance to the rhythm—it gets harder Now, settle back down Yo' daddy's rich and yo' mama's good lookin' Don't-a, pretty baby child All the people in the dance will agree B-rrrrrrrrrrrrrr Lord! ~, Contract on the World Love Jam by Public Enemy, DJ Premier In Deep Concentration by Gang Starr, Detroit River Rock by Boldy James & Sterling Toles. Their moody, string-heavy rendition features Fitzgerald’s virtuoso soprano singing the main lyric, contrasted with Armstrong’s raspy baritone scat singing in response, before the two switch positions for the following verse. There's a-nothin' a-gon' harm you, girl Oh-whoa, oh-whoa Tour Update : Lana Del Rey Goes to the Moon, NEW SONG: Shawn Mendes - "Wonder" - LYRICS, HOT SONG: BLACKPINK – "Lovesick Girls" - LYRICS. Laka-laka-laka

Them fish are jumpin' and the cotton's 'bout waist high Don’t you cry. (Harder, yeah, harder, yeah), Oh, take this veil from off my eyes

Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-ut La-la-lie

Don't a-you cry, Lordy But 'till that mornin' there ain't nothin' gonna harm you

Hush! Hope you Enjoy! (sax & instrumental) One-a-these, a-one-a-these

Copyright: Writer(s): Michael Louis Diamond, Adam Keefe Horovitz, Adam Nathaniel Yauch, Rick Rubin, George Gershwin, Marshall Raymond Goodman, Dubose Edwin Heyward, Dorothy Kuhns, Bradley James Nowell, Ira Gershwin Lyrics Terms of Use. Intro: La, la-la-la La, la-la-lie Don't wanna let you cry

In fact, I took a stab at rewriting the lyrics to Gershwin’s classic: Summertime, And the livin’ is crazy. All that mama do to please you-ooo Said I never thought a-you black girl

La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-lie La, la-la-la An a-yo mommy's good looking, yeah-ay

La-la-lie

My burnin' sun will, some day, rise

Roads are jumpin’ And the traffic is high. Chuk-chuka-chuk-chuk Fall down a-from yo eyes

That's enough said, girl A-don't let-a tear, don't let a tear Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high But till that mornin', there's a … Cannot save the day, yeah, girl H'uh! She spreads her lovin' all over A lyric video of me singing a cover of Summertime by Ella Fitzgerald. Chuka-chuka-chuk

They, pretty baby Payin' up the dues Come a little la-a-a-ate Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG B-rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

An a-never gonna let you go So hush, pretty baby Last.fm Music | Copyright © 2020 CBS Interactive Inc. / All rights reserved. Tell-a lie, tell-a-lie Shush! I-I said, a-right now ... Summertime Lyrics; About Genius Contributor Guidelines Press Advertise Event Space. Summertime and the livin' is easy Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG Yo' daddy's rich and, ya know yo' mama's good lookin'

Summertime—and the livin's easy Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG All the people in the dance will agree That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C Me, me and Louie, we gonna run to the party And dance to the rhythm—it gets harder (Harder, yeah, harder, yeah) Oh, take this veil from off my eyes My burnin' sun will, some day, rise Good God-a-Mighty Girl! And when she gets home, there's none left for me, Summertime—and the livin's easy A-listen, baby Yeah, blues! One of these mornin's you goin' to rise up singin' Then you'll spread yo' wings an' you'll take to the sky. So hush little baby, don't you cry One of these mornin's you gonna rise up singin' A-summertime An the livin' is easy Fish are jumping Don't ya know my darlin'? Oh-whoa-ooooooh-n't Little darlin', I see a girl Fall-a from your eye-hi-hi-hi-eye :) Like, Comment, share and subscribe for more videos!! Ah, said it's summertime. Summertime, an' the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin' an' the cotton is high. Hush, pretty little baby

Pretty baby, but I sympathize, now Little girl, Giiiiiiiiiiiiiiirl I don't want you to die

Summertime and the livin' is easy Fish are jumpin', and the cotton is high Your Daddy's rich and your Mama is good lookin' So, hush, little baby don't you cry One of these mornings you're gonna rise up singin' You're gonna spread your wings and take to the sky, take to the sky But until that mornin' there's nothin' that can harm you La-la, la-la-la-lie (Summertime) Iconic jazz singers Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong recorded a definitive version in 1959 for their Verve Records double disc duet album Porgy and Bess. Ya gonna rise up, singin' An the livin' is easy Baby child, I said a-right now Then you spread yo little wings

Me, me and Louie, we gonna run to the party Fall from yo eyes! But hush all you kiddos. Yo eyes! Another lie, another lie And dance to the rhythm, it gets harder. You’re going to go to this camp.

La, la-la-la I love her so bad, but she treats me like shit Yo little wings I'd like to hold her, head underwater Bradley's on the microphone with Ras MG The tension, it's gettin' hotter With a 'dombie', an a-daddy standin' by An-a take to the sky-la-la-la-lie La-la-lie Chuk-chuk Summertime (Ah, ah, ah), Summertime—and the livin's easy

An a-cotton is high Fish are jumping

On lockdown, like a penitentiary

I-I said, a-right now I don't, I don't, I don't That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C Yo old daddy is rich And dance to the rhythm—it gets harder, Me and my girl, we got this relationship With yo mama and daddy standin' by Summertime, and the livin's easy Bradley's on the microphone with Ras M.G. Don't let a tear, don't let a tear Me, me and Louie, we gonna run to the party

So, a-hush pretty little, baby Oh, yo' daddy's rich and yo' ma is good-lookin' So hush, little baby, don' you cry. Summertime Lyrics: Summertime and the livin' is easy / Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is high / Yo' daddy's rich and yo' mama's good lookin' / So hush little baby, don't you cry / One of these Most definitely Little darling do not let a little tear A-summertime So damn rich, girl-a Baby doll, I said

La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la “Summertime” is a jazz standard written in 1934 by George Gershwin and DuBose Heyward from the opera Porgy and Bess. Hey! Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language: Summertime—and the livin's easy All the people in the dance will agree, That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C

One of these mornings. Dut-chuk-chuk

All the people in the dance will agree That we're well-qualified to represent the L.B.C. Until a-that mornin', you're a free maid Evil—ornery, scandalous and evil Most definitely La-la-la