It seems like happiness is just a thing called Joe
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He's got a smile that makes the lilacs want to grow
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He's got a way that makes the angels heave a sigh
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When they know little Joe's, passing by
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Sometimes the cabin's gloomey and the table's bare
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But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
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Trouble's fly away and life is easy go
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Does he love me good, that's all I need to know
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Seems like happiness, is just a thing called Joe
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Repeat second verse
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Little Joe, my little Joe, little Joe!
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Happiness Is Just A Thing Called Joe
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| Judy Garland |
