Unformatted text preview: Without any doubting or quiddit, He started to sing as he tackled the thing That couldn’t be done, and he did it. T here 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 "couldn’t be done," and you’ll do it....
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- Spring '11
- English-language films, 2007 singles, Thing, buckle, Edgar Guest