Lyrics/Music Ted Koehler/I.Caesar/Ray Henderson



(Sung by John Boles only)



Whenever clouds start gathering

To cover up the sun

It really doesn't mean a thing to me

It seems a tiny miracle

Comes to me on a run

And never fails to bring a remedy



She's just a little curly headed thing

Who creeps into my heart and makes it sing



Curly top

You little bundle of joy

Curly Top

You're like a wonderful toy



You're just so full of sunshine

Folks agree

You could supply the world

With Vitamin D



Two eyes that make

The heavens proud to be blue

Angel cake

It's just a copy of you



Take ev'rything that's sweet

All rolled into one

That can't top you

Curly Top