Summertime and the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin' and the cotton is fine
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 singing
Then you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take the sky but till that morning
There’s a nothin' can harm you
With daddy and mammy standin' by
Trane does some of that out, microtonal shit here that people think of as being in his "late" work. Parts of his solo sound like the way he plays on Interstellar Space which was recorded six years later
I used to play my fender strat to this song and improvise along with it one day a studio engineer friend of mine recorded me playing to this and remixed it. it was awesome. somewhere along the line, the recording was misplaced.
And to think, these great artists are dressed in suits and ties, and make no moves at all -- just let the music pour out over the whole world. No glitz. No bling. No glamour. Nothing superficial.