Happiness Is a Thing Called Joe

Skies ain't gonna cloud no more, the crops ain't gonna fail Caught a blue bird by the toe, a rainbow by the tail A certain man with eyes that shine Voodooed up this heart of mine It seem like happiness is just a thing called Joe He's got a smile that makes the lilac wanna grow He's got a way that makes the angels heave a sigh When they know little Joe's passing by Sometime the cabin's gloomy and the table bare Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere Troubles fly away and life is easy, go Does he love me? Good, that's all I need to know Seem like happiness is just a thing called Joe Little Joe Hmm-hmm Little Joe