(This one is for Joe. This one is For tomorrow so if you want to wait you are welcome. I found this song the other day and it reminded me of a conversation that I was having with Emily and I thought they both have such great songs written about them that I would share with you. Hope you enjoy!)
These aren't my words they are written by the wonderful Harold Arlen.
It seem 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 know little Joe's passing by.
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare,
But 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.
Seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe.
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare,
But 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.
Seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe.
Little Joe, my little Joe, little Joe.
(Lyrics by Harold Arlen found at sing365.com)
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