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Somebody said that it
couldn't be done,
But he with a chuckle
replied,
That maybe it couldn't but
he would be one,
Who wouldn't say so till he
tried.
So he buckled right in with
the trace of a grin,
on his face if he worried
he hid it,
he started to sing as he
tackled the thing,
that couldn't be done and
he did it.
Somebody scoffed "Oh,
you'll never do that,
at least no one has ever
done it",
But he took off his coat
and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew
he'd begun it.
With a lift of his chin and
a bit of a grin,
without any doubting or
quiddle,
he started to sing as he
tackled the thing,
that couldn't be done and
he did it.
There are thousands
to tell you it cannot be done,
there are thousands to prophesy failure,
there are thousands to
point out to you one by one,
the dangers that wait to
assail you.
But just buckle in with a
bit of a grin,
just take off your coat and
get to it,
just start to sing as you
tackle the thing,
that 'cannot be done' and you'll do it !
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