It's lucky I learned young You've got to turn the other cheek I knew before I had begun I'd have to earn the right to speak
It's not Chicago's fault that no one came to see me play It's not the rain that ruined the parade The cookie's gonna crumble and money's gonna burn So make your peace with failure, a lesson that you learn You're gonna look foolish as the sun is in the sky Some if it is painful and you're gonna have to try But you wouldn't trade it for all that glitters gold You only went and made it despite what you were told
It's not Chicago's fault that no one came to see my show You sing the best you can and then you let it go That cookie's gonna crumble and money's gonna burn You make your peace with failure, an early lesson that you learn You're gonna look foolish as the sun is in the sky Some if it is painful and you're gonna have to try But you wouldn't trade it for all they'd offer you You sing and play and make things for that is all that you can doTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
