It's not a drug I've found that makes feel this way.
It's not a drink we call Jack that makes me act this way.
It's not a crazy psychic lady that promised me much fame.
It's the happy man inside me that gives me a happy face.

‘Cause I'm a happy man with a happy face.
It's the Lord's love inside me that makes me feel this way.
I'm a happy man with a happy face.
I just strike a pose and crack a smile
And wear my happy face.

It's not my pastor's soothing words that make me grin this way.
It's not a big house and a fancy car in my driveway.
It's not a crystal ball or funny cards that try to predict my fate.
It's the blood shed for me that gives me a happy face.