Young and old, and in between
Six or sixty or sixteen
When you think that fate has been unkind
Cause you haven't many toys
Like some other girls and boys
Here's a little rhyme worth remembering sometime

What makes life the sweetest, bestest and completest
Not a big doll house, or a Mickey Mouse
But the right somebody to love
Icecream cake and candy, may be fine and dandy
But if you ask me, there not one two three
With the right somebody to love

One you really care for
And is yours to have and keep
One you say a pray'r for
In your "Now I lay me down to sleep"
Tho your not quite seven, what is most like heaven
Its the joy that's found, with your arms around
The right somebody to love

What makes life the sweetest, bestest and competest
Not what you and I go out and buy
But the right somebody to love
You may have a bankful, for which to be thankful
Nothing you posess brings you happiness
Like the right somebody to love

One you really care for
And is yours to have and keep
One you say a pray'r for
In your "Now I lay me down to sleep"
All the milk and honey, pockets full of money
Cannot take the place, of the sweetest embrace
Of the right somebody to love