Days can be sunny, With never a sigh
Don't need what money can buy
Birds in the trees, Sing their day full of song
Why shouldn't we sing along
I'm chipper all the day, happy with my lot
How do I get that way, look at what I've got:
I got rhythm, I got music
I got my gal, Who could ask for anything more
I got daisies, In green pastures
I got my gal, Who could ask for anything more
Old man trouble, I don’t mind him
You won’t find him, round my door
I got starlight, I got sweet dreams
I got my gal, Who could ask for anything more
Who could ask for anything more
