No Point In Complaining

No point in complaining that life is unfair When none wish to hear you and none seem to care And they will tell you we have cares of our own And far greater problems than yours we have known But if you feel happy and full of good cheer They ask you to join them and buy you a beer The sweet lilt of laughter is an infectious thing You are made to feel welcome when with you joy you do bring If you feel sorry for yourself sadness is your due Laugh and the World laughs with you remains ever true The most likeable person you know in the town Is never the one who is sad faced and down The unhappy person his or her friends are few To that you might say tell us something that is new.