(Owen McGovern)      Drive-in shows covered with snow but we never felt the cold   We bought us a blanket we always meant   To thank it for hugging us so close   In kickle round clothes at downtown in windows we posed.      I cling to your arm while you're tugged on my arm   Our eyes passing, funny little nose   Long life, lot's of happiness, good wife, lot's of pretty kids   We gotta be one, one happy time.      It was a bitter wine our first sip of time   Then we drank till the sweet stuff ran dry    Through sunshine and roses the winter's red noses   The days softly tiptoeing by.      Now they look the good ol' days   As they come back to play on my mind    The laughter the pain how we fought off the rain   We lived by those silly old lines.      Long life, lot's of happiness, good wife, lot's of pretty kids   We gotta be one, one happy time.      Long life, lot's of happiness, good wife, lot's of pretty kids   We gotta be one, one happy time...