Common as the cold - Up for sale, never sold. Getting older & it shows; Your disappointment only grows. & 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 & broken down, You've played the field & made the rounds. Now you're stuck in this one-horse town - Your only solace is the sound of melody & verse. Though your bag's about to burst; Others have it worse. So smile - it's not so bad.