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