Your Smile Cured Me
Anders Parker, Woody Guthrie
You might not have known it
Because maybe I’ve not shown it
But if you want to really know what got me up
And on the go
What patched me up
From my head to my toe
What got me ready for my battle rattle
Way over here, my rain and snow
You want to know, sweet dear, sweet dear
Your smile cured me
Your smile you threw across my ward here
Saved my neck
And cured my hide
Your big laugh got me fixed out
And your smile cure me
Your smile cure me