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 that 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. Just put on a happy face. Put on a happy face. Put on a happy face. And if you're feeling cross and vicarious, don't sit and whine. Think of banana splits and licorice and you'll feel fine. I knew a girl so gloomy she wouldn't laugh or sing. She didn't listen to me. Now she's a mean old thing. So spread sunshine all over the place and put on a happy face. Put on a happy face. And if you're feeling cross and vicarious, don't sit and whine. I knew a girl so gloomy she wouldn't laugh or sing. And if you're feeling cross and vicarious, don't sit and whine. I knew a girl so gloomy she wouldn't laugh or sing. And if you're feeling cross and vicarious, don't sit and whine. I knew a girl so gloomy she wouldn't laugh or sing. And if you're feeling cross and vicarious, don't sit and whine. I knew a girl so gloomy she wouldn't laugh or sing. I knew a girl so gloomy she wouldn't laugh or sing. I knew a girl so gloomy she wouldn't laugh or sing.