You Gotta S-m-i-l-e To Be H-a-p-p-y
Composer(s): Mack Gordon; Harry Revel
Performer(s): Shirley Temple



If something may upset you
Don't ever let it get you down
Don't wear a frown

If fortune should forsake you
Don't ever let it make you sigh
Keep shooting high

Be a crooner, not a groaner, never kick
Here's a spelling lesson
That will do the trick

You've got to S-M-I-L-E
To be H-A-double-P-Y
Keep it in mind when you're blue
It's easy to spell and just as easy to do
You gotta S-M-I-L-E
It's gonna help considerably
Just keep your chin up and give it a try
And you'll find silver lined clouds in the sky
You've gotta S-M-I-L-E
To be H-A-double-P-Y

Ladies and gentlemen, just for fun
I'd like to sing this song again
The way it would be done, by...
Al Jolson, Eddie Cantor, and last but not least
That swingable pair, Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire

You've gotta S-M-I-L-E, oh, like the birdies
Birdies, birdies up in the trees
Pretty flowers, April showers, my Mammy
Life is divine at a quarter to nine
You've simply gotta S-M-I-L-E
'Cos potatoes are cheaper you see
I won't spend a nickel, I won't spend a sou
I just want to spend one hour with you
S-M-I-L-E
Parkayakarkus with Ida, Mammy!