You've got to laugh a little, cry a little,
Sometimes let your poor heart die a little.
That's the story of, and that is the glory of love.

You've got to live a little and cry a little,
Sometimes let your poor heart die a little.
That's the story of, and that is the glory of love.

[Stay there]

You've got to give a little, take a little,
Sometimes let your poor heart break a little.
That's the story of, and that is the glory of love.

Now as long as there's just the two of us,
Don't need nobody to moan;
As long as there's just two of us
And we're lying right down here on our own.

You've got to laugh a little and cry a little,
Sometimes let your poor heart die a little.
That's the story of, and that is the glory of love.
You've got to live a little and give a little,
Sometimes let yourself live a little.
That's the story of, and that is the glory of love.

Now as long as there's just two of us,
We don't need the world and it's charms.
Now as long as there's just two of us
[And we've got] each other's arms.

You've got to laugh a little and cry a little,
Sometimes let your poor heart die a little.
That's the story of, and that is the glory of love.
You've got to give a little and take a little,
Sometimes let your poor heart break a little.
That's the story of, and that is the real glory of love.

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This short song (more of an outroll for side one of the album) was written by Billy Hill in 1936.