Smile کے بول

Common as the cold Up for sale, never sold Getting older and it shows Your disappointment only grows And no one seems to care That you never got your share Who said life was fair? So smile - it's not so bad You lost your health Never had no wealth So tighten up your belt As you gather dust upon some shelf You lost by just a nose But there's no prize for place or show Now, at least, you know So smile - it's not so bad Tired out and broken down You've played the field and made the rounds Now you're stuck in this one-horse town Your only solace is the sound of melody and verse Though your bag's about to burst Others have it worse So smile - it's not so bad