We'll be so happy, we'll always sing
If we remember one little thing
A little kiss each morning
A little kiss each night.
Who cares if hard luck may be ahead
An empty cupboard, a crust of bread
A little kiss each morning
A little kiss each night.
Dreams may disappoint us as they often do
Bring your dreams to me, dear,
I'll bring mine to you.
Though hair so golden may turn to gray
I'll always love you, the same old way
A little kiss each morning,
A little kiss each night.