Happiness Is a Thing Called Joe
Harold Arlen, E. Y. Harburg
[Verse]
It seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe
He's got a smile that makes the lilacs want to grow
He's got a way that makes the angels heave a sigh
When they see little Joe passing by
Sometimes the cabin is gloomy and the table is bare
But when he kisses her it's Christmas everywhere
Troubles fly away and life is easy go, easy go, easy go, easy go
Does he love her good? That's all she needs to know
Seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe
Little Joe, little Joe