For some gratitude,
Some kind of fool,
Keeps ever smiling.
It’s some kind of cool
He has distinction
To be over there.
Nobody knows
He has been over here.
It’s been a journey,
He is on his cruise.
A feather has fallen,
And he got a bruise
Whether to cry for;
But he was amused
Some kind of cheering
To overcome blues.
He sees near and far.
Believe me!
He got the eyes
Where the tears seem
But he wasn't crying.
He wasn't just lying.
He was just smiling.
So silly!
For some gratitude,
Some kind of fool,
Believes me…
Cause he thinks,
I’m some kind of cool
He has other reasons
For smiling for free.
Thus, he wasn't crying.
Oh! It’s got to be me!
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