(Owen McGovern)

Drive-in shows covered with snow but we never felt the cold
We bought us a blanket we always meant
To thank it for hugging us so close
In kickle round clothes at downtown in windows we posed.

I cling to your arm while you're tugged on my arm
Our eyes passing, funny little nose
Long life, lot's of happiness, good wife, lot's of pretty kids
We gotta be one, one happy time.

It was a bitter wine our first sip of time
Then we drank till the sweet stuff ran dry
Through sunshine and roses the winter's red noses
The days softly tiptoeing by.

Now they look the good ol' days
As they come back to play on my mind
The laughter the pain how we fought off the rain
We lived by those silly old lines.

Long life, lot's of happiness, good wife, lot's of pretty kids
We gotta be one, one happy time.

Long life, lot's of happiness, good wife, lot's of pretty kids
We gotta be one, one happy time...