The dangerous people are not the ones
Who hit you with clubs and rob you with guns,

The thief won't attack your character traits
Or belittle your abilities to your face.

It's likely it'll be a well meaning friend
Who merely crushes your will to win.

No, he doesn't rob you at point of gun,
He simply says "it can't be done."

When pointed to thousands who already are,
He smiles and says "oh they're superior."

Personality wise and abilities too,
They're way ahead of what others can do,

It matters not that his words are untrue,
For you feel others must know you.

So you're robbed of your hopes and your dreams to succeed
Robbed of the material blessings received,

Robbed of your faith that says "I CAN !"
And robbed by an ignorant gun less friend.

So the deadliest of men is not he with a gun,
But the one who tells you "It can't be done."

For that taken by burglars can be gotten again,

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'd 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 ever has 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 quiddit,
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 go to it;
Just start to sing as you tackle the thing
That "cannot be done," and YOU'LL DO IT.

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