Happiness Is a Thing Called Joe

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 things just ease me
When they know my little Joe
He's passing by

Sometimes the cabins will break
And the tables here
But then he'll kiss me
And it's Christmas everywhere
All my troubles fly away
And life is easy going

Oh, but does he love me good
That's all I need to know
Like happiness is just a thing called Joe
Joe, Joe, Joe, little Joe.