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Tackle The Thing
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 a 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 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 quid it.
He started to sing as he tackled the
thing
That couldn't be done, and 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 go to
it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the
thing
That "cannot be done," and
you'll do it.
Edgar A. Guest
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