A                   E
Look in the heaven, what do you see?
                   A
Angels are making something for me? 
                    D
Two drops of happy, one pinch of pain
              A                     E           A  
I’ll call her little miss sunshine, little miss rain

A                   E
Two eyes much bluer then I have ever seen
                   A
And on my birthday they were turned to green
                    D
Two drops of happy, one pinch of pain
              A                     E           A  
I’ll call her little miss sunshine, little miss rain

I know so pretty, but not a perfect side
And in good mornings a little to the right
Two drops of happy, one pinch of pain
I'll call her little miss sunshine, little miss rain

A mouth full of honey, so the bees won't sting.
Her hair is golden like an angel's ring.
Two drops of happy, one pinch of pain.
I’ll call her little miss sunshine, little miss rain.
A little miss sunshine, little miss rain.