Summer time
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh your daddy's rich
And your mama's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're gonna rise up singin'
You're spread your wings
And soar to the sky
But 'till that mornin'
There ain't nothin' to harm you
With your mama and your daddy
Standin' by
Summer time
And the livin is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Oh your daddy's rich
And your mama's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Baby don't you cry
Don't cry

What can a man do
When the blues keep following him around
What can a poor man do
When the blues, when the blues keep following him around
Get him a half pint of good liquor
And sit there and drink it all down
Look out
The way I feel sometimes
I feel, I feel like drinkin' me some gasoline
Wow
I'm telling you the way I feel sometimes
I feel like, I feel just like drinkin' me some gasoline
Strikin' me a match
And blow my, blow my fool self up in steam
He
Play the blues, play the blues, play the blues
Alright
Alright
I think I'll move back down south
Where the water tastes just like cherry wine
I think I'm move on back down south
People where the water tastes to me like cherry wine
This Lake Michigan water
Tastes to me just like terpentine
Let me have it now