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 know little Joe's, pa**ing by Sometimes the cabin's gloomey and the table's bare But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere Trouble's 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 gloomey and the table's bare But then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere Trouble's fly away and life is easy go Does he love me good, that's all I need to know Little Joe, my little Joe, little Joe!