Pollyanna Song
Paul J. Smith, David Swift
What is it I really think
I think that spring has sprang
I woke up feeling tickled pink
And this is what I sang
I’m as happy as a little clam
I am, I am, I am in love
Just with nothing in particular
I are, I are, I are in love
Gracious goodness, dearie me
My sainted aunt above
Bless my heart for pity’s sake
I’m bursting out with love
I’m so silly tell you why it is
I is, I is in love with everyone
INTERLUDE
Gracious goodness, dearie me
My sainted aunt above
Bless my hear for pity’s sake
I’m bursting out with love
I’m so silly tell you why it is
I is, I are, I am
I am in love with everyone
