Gray skies are gonna clear up
Put on a happy face
Brush off the clouds and cheer up
Put on a happy faceTake off the gloomy mask of tragedy
It's not your style
You'll look so good that you'll be glad
You decide to smilePick 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 faceGray skies are gonna clear up
Put on a happy face
Brush off the clouds and cheer up
Put on a happy faceAnd if you're feeling cross and bickerish
Don't sit and whine
Think of banana splits and licorice
And you'll feel fineI 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
Oh, come on bubby, smile its your birthday
