Music: Harry Warren
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer
Premiere: 1946
Verse:
My, oh my, there's a cloud in the sky
And it surely looks like rain;
But I know a secret, so I won't complain.
That young man with the freckle-face tan
And the great big load of hay,
He's our good luck and he'll shoo the rain away.
Chorus:
Most remarkable thing
How it seems to be spring
On the gloomiest kind of day;
How your wishes come true,
Or it seems as they do,
When you wish on a load of hay.
First, you're joggin' along
And the weather's all wrong,
And the heavens above are gray;
Then a genie appears
And it suddenly clears
When you wish on a load of hay.
That farmer boy wavin' "howdee-doo"
Has a wagon full of dreams for you.
Oh, it's perfectly fine
If you make the right sign,
And you know the right things to say;
There's a wonderful thrill
That is waiting to come your way,
'Round a bend in the road
When you wish on a load of hay.
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Music: Harry Warren
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer
Premiere: 1946
Verse:
My, oh my, there's a cloud in the sky
And it surely looks like rain;
But I know a secret, so I won't complain.
That young man with the freckle-face tan
And the great big load of hay,
He's our good luck and he'll shoo the rain away.
Chorus:
Most remarkable thing
How it seems to be spring
On the gloomiest kind of day;
How your wishes come true,
Or it seems as they do,
When you wish on a load of hay.
First, you're joggin' along
And the weather's all wrong,
And the heavens above are gray;
Then a genie appears
And it suddenly clears
When you wish on a load of hay.
That farmer boy wavin' "howdee-doo"
Has a wagon full of dreams for you.
Oh, it's perfectly fine
If you make the right sign,
And you know the right things to say;
There's a wonderful thrill
That is waiting to come your way,
'Round a bend in the road
When you wish on a load of hay.
Lyrics: Johnny Mercer
Premiere: 1946
Verse:
My, oh my, there's a cloud in the sky
And it surely looks like rain;
But I know a secret, so I won't complain.
That young man with the freckle-face tan
And the great big load of hay,
He's our good luck and he'll shoo the rain away.
Chorus:
Most remarkable thing
How it seems to be spring
On the gloomiest kind of day;
How your wishes come true,
Or it seems as they do,
When you wish on a load of hay.
First, you're joggin' along
And the weather's all wrong,
And the heavens above are gray;
Then a genie appears
And it suddenly clears
When you wish on a load of hay.
That farmer boy wavin' "howdee-doo"
Has a wagon full of dreams for you.
Oh, it's perfectly fine
If you make the right sign,
And you know the right things to say;
There's a wonderful thrill
That is waiting to come your way,
'Round a bend in the road
When you wish on a load of hay.