| Song | What Makes Me Happy |
| Artist | Charlie Landsborough |
| Album | Smile |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| What makes me happy | |
| Where do I start | |
| When each new day brings | |
| Another million things to causes a ripple on the waters of my heart | |
| From every corner 1 2 3 4 | |
| A kaleidoscope | |
| Of happiness and hope comes knocking at my door | |
| If I had a million fingers | |
| On which to count | |
| I would use up those | |
| And start upon my toes | |
| And never have the right amount | |
| Of things that leaves me | |
| And makes me smile | |
| Those everyday things that makes my life worthwhile | |
| I can sing | |
| I can dance like there’s ants in my pants | |
| I can jump like a lovesick flea | |
| I can slither like a snake | |
| I can shimmy and shake like the sheik of | |
| Aribee What makes me happy | |
| The list extends | |
| From the love that lies in an old dogs eyes | |
| To the sound of little children makin friends | |
| All of the senses | |
| Each day are met | |
| With a shower of joy | |
| Like a shore of little fishes | |
| And my heart is the nest | |
| I can giggle with delight | |
| Like a picalow in flight | |
| I can roll like an old brown bear | |
| I can whistle | |
| I can sing like a scarlock in the spring | |
| When he thinks no ones there | |
| What makes me happy | |
| So much to say | |
| If I made a note | |
| The things | |
| I wrote would reach from here to | |
| Mandela But one things special | |
| And here’s a clue | |
| It starts with a | |
| Y Has a circle in the middle | |
| And it ends with | |
| U What makes me happy | |
| Now let me see | |
| Q R S T That’s right | |
| It’s U |
| What makes me happy | |
| Where do I start | |
| When each new day brings | |
| Another million things to causes a ripple on the waters of my heart | |
| From every corner 1 2 3 4 | |
| A kaleidoscope | |
| Of happiness and hope comes knocking at my door | |
| If I had a million fingers | |
| On which to count | |
| I would use up those | |
| And start upon my toes | |
| And never have the right amount | |
| Of things that leaves me | |
| And makes me smile | |
| Those everyday things that makes my life worthwhile | |
| I can sing | |
| I can dance like there' s ants in my pants | |
| I can jump like a lovesick flea | |
| I can slither like a snake | |
| I can shimmy and shake like the sheik of | |
| Aribee What makes me happy | |
| The list extends | |
| From the love that lies in an old dogs eyes | |
| To the sound of little children makin friends | |
| All of the senses | |
| Each day are met | |
| With a shower of joy | |
| Like a shore of little fishes | |
| And my heart is the nest | |
| I can giggle with delight | |
| Like a picalow in flight | |
| I can roll like an old brown bear | |
| I can whistle | |
| I can sing like a scarlock in the spring | |
| When he thinks no ones there | |
| What makes me happy | |
| So much to say | |
| If I made a note | |
| The things | |
| I wrote would reach from here to | |
| Mandela But one things special | |
| And here' s a clue | |
| It starts with a | |
| Y Has a circle in the middle | |
| And it ends with | |
| U What makes me happy | |
| Now let me see | |
| Q R S T That' s right | |
| It' s U |
| What makes me happy | |
| Where do I start | |
| When each new day brings | |
| Another million things to causes a ripple on the waters of my heart | |
| From every corner 1 2 3 4 | |
| A kaleidoscope | |
| Of happiness and hope comes knocking at my door | |
| If I had a million fingers | |
| On which to count | |
| I would use up those | |
| And start upon my toes | |
| And never have the right amount | |
| Of things that leaves me | |
| And makes me smile | |
| Those everyday things that makes my life worthwhile | |
| I can sing | |
| I can dance like there' s ants in my pants | |
| I can jump like a lovesick flea | |
| I can slither like a snake | |
| I can shimmy and shake like the sheik of | |
| Aribee What makes me happy | |
| The list extends | |
| From the love that lies in an old dogs eyes | |
| To the sound of little children makin friends | |
| All of the senses | |
| Each day are met | |
| With a shower of joy | |
| Like a shore of little fishes | |
| And my heart is the nest | |
| I can giggle with delight | |
| Like a picalow in flight | |
| I can roll like an old brown bear | |
| I can whistle | |
| I can sing like a scarlock in the spring | |
| When he thinks no ones there | |
| What makes me happy | |
| So much to say | |
| If I made a note | |
| The things | |
| I wrote would reach from here to | |
| Mandela But one things special | |
| And here' s a clue | |
| It starts with a | |
| Y Has a circle in the middle | |
| And it ends with | |
| U What makes me happy | |
| Now let me see | |
| Q R S T That' s right | |
| It' s U |