Put on a Happy Face (with James Taylor)

Hi, gray skies are gonna clear up
 Put on a happy face
 Brush off the clouds and cheer up
 Put on a happy face
 Take off the gloomy mask of tragedy
 It's not your style
 You'll look so good that you'll be glad
 You decided to smile
 Pick out a pleasant outlook
 Stick out that noble chin
 Wipe off that full of doubt look
 Slap on a happy grin
 And spread sunshine
 All over the place
 And put on a happy face
 Hi, gray skies are gonna clear up
 Put on a happy face
 Brush off the clouds and cheer up
 Put on a happy face
 And if you're feeling cross and bickerish
 Don't sit and whine
 Think of banana splits and licorice
 And you'll feel fine
 I knew a girl so gloomy
 She'd never laugh or sing
 She wouldn't listen to me
 Now she's a mean old thing
 So spread sunshine
 All over the place
 And put on a happy, happy face
 Put on a happy, happy, happy face
 Aw, c'mon, bubby, smile
 It's your birthday