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 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'

Little Joe, my Little Joe, Little Joe

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source: Off-air radio tape
transcribed: Dilly