It don't take much to make men glad, To cheer folks up when folks git sad. When crops look poor, and things go wrong, It don't take much, it don't take long, Whoever any fellah is, To slip your arm inside of his And let him know a friend he's got Who's still a friend, no matter what. He'll chirk right up at just a touch Of friendliness -- it don't take much. It don't take much to make men smile -- Why, folks just want to all the while! And all they need to make 'em start Is just to meet one merry heart Who, when it rains, just spins a yarn And doesn't give a good gosh darn! Folks like to laff, they like to grin -- They likely will if you begin! When Gloom has got 'em in his clutch Just make 'em smile! -- it don't take much. It don't take much to set men right: One candle's bigger than the night If someone sees it who's astray And finds the right and proper way. You don't need scold, you don't need preach, Just all you need to do is reach Your hand and find some fellah's hand And help him back to solid land. A friendly hand, a kindly touch, That's all they need -- it don't take much. |