Lyrics/Music Ted Koehler/I.Caesar/Ray Henderson (Sung by John Boles only) Whenever clouds start gathering To cover up the sun It really doesn't mean a thing to me It seems a tiny miracle Comes to me on a run And never fails to bring a remedy She's just a little curly headed thing Who creeps into my heart and makes it sing Curly top You little bundle of joy Curly Top You're like a wonderful toy You're just so full of sunshine Folks agree You could supply the world With Vitamin D Two eyes that make The heavens proud to be blue Angel cake It's just a copy of you Take ev'rything that's sweet All rolled into one That can't top you Curly Top