Somebody said that it couldnt be done,
But, he with a chuckle replied
That "maybe it couldnt," but he would be one
Who wouldnt say so till hed 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 couldnt be done, and he did it.
Somebody scoffed: "Oh, youll never do that;
At least no one has done it";
But he took off his coat and he took off his hat,
And the first thing we knew hed begun it.
With a lift of his chin and a bit of a grin,
Without any doubting or quiddit,
He started to sing as he tackled the thing
That couldnt 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 it in with a bit of a grin,
Just take off your coat and go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That "couldnt be done," and youll do it.
