Come and Get Your Happiness

In the midst of all the angst and uproar of the times we live in,

A little happiness for your day:



Turn up your speakers and read along, if you wish:

Come And Get Your Happiness

Lyrics/Music Yellen/Pokrass

Why are grown up peoples faces
Wrinkled like a lot of prunes?
Money, money, that's what chases them
Around like crazy loons.
I think they make a big mistake;
Wealth and happiness that counts
Are free to all in large amounts.


There's millions worth of golden sunbeams
That everybody can possess.
All God's children got success.
Come and get your happiness!

There's billions worth of silver moonbeams,
Enough for everyone I guess.
What's a million more or less?
Come and get your happiness!

Among the wildwood of your happy childhood
Where you were Jills and Jacks
In raggy britches, there's a lot of riches
On which you don't pay any income tax.

So get under that blue heaven
Away from trouble and distress.
Just find Mother Nature's address,
And come and get your happiness!