It's the Little Things That Count (Remastered)

Tell her you love her each day
Bring her a little bouquet
Give her your tender caresses
It's the little things that count

Tell her the dinner was great
Don't let a compliment wait
Mention how pretty her dress is
It's the little things that count

A wee little sign of affection
Will brighten the day
You are her dream of perfection
So keep it that way

And thank her for all she may do
She'll be so grateful to you
If you will always remember
It's the little things that count



Credits
Writer(s): A. Baldwin Sloane, Franklin P. Adams, O. Henry
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