Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Smilin' In The End, artist - REO Speedwagon. Album song Find Your Own Way Home, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 27.09.2007
Record label: Союз Мьюзик
Song language: English
Smilin' In The End |
Can’t really say it’s been a good year |
I know I’ll see better days |
Some things that shouldn’t have been going on around here |
Have been going on anyways |
I was face down in a pool of my own self-pity |
Gotta pick myself up and get out of this city |
Gotta leave before I hurt someone |
There’s a place somewhere I’m gonna find |
Where I can feel safe and leave it all behind |
Gonna get away and have myself a little fun |
'Cause you can knock me down, run me over |
Back up and run me down again |
You ain’t the first — I’ve been treated worse |
Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends |
Well, you can leave me cold — I’ll recover |
Say nasty things about my mother |
Well, you can beat me, mistreat me |
But guess who’ll be smilin' in the end? |
Playin' in bands since I was a kid |
Always part of the brotherhood |
But a lonely, only child |
Only barely understood |
I was told I’d never make it so many times before |
The best and the brightest had shown me the door |
But the more they tried to hold me back, the stronger I got |
They said my songs were too simple, my voice was too weak |
Said I was too young, too dumb, too much of a freak |
They thought they could write me off |
But there’s somethin' they forgot |
'Cause you can knock me down, run me over |
Back up and run me down again |
You ain’t the first — I’ve been treated worse |
Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends |
Well, you can leave me cold — I’ll recover |
Say nasty things about my mother |
Well, you can beat me, mistreat me |
But guess who’ll be smilin' in the end? |
I won’t say I ain’t had my share of good luck |
Good luck is fine, it just ain’t enough |
'Cause you can knock me down, run me over |
Back up and run me down again |
You ain’t the first — I’ve been treated worse |
Guess I oughta be more careful choosing my friends |
Well, you can leave me cold — I’ll recover |
Say nasty things about my mother |
Well, you can beat me, mistreat me |
But guess who’ll be smilin' in the end? |