Jerome Kern — Sunny

(Verse) Here you come running back into my memory's eye Little playmate once my gay mate in a day gone by Ragged dresses, tangled tresses flying o'er the hill Heaven bless us! You've no less a share of Jack than Jill You funny little willow wispy Sassy little lispy Sunny (Chorus) Never comb you hair, Sunny! Leave the breezes there, Sunny! Let your stocking fall down For shocking the town is all that you do Smiling all the while, tomboy Where'd you get your smile from, boy? Little sunny girl Be my honey girl Sunny, I'm for you!