The Quitter
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Fate handed the quitter a bump, and he dropped
The road seemed too rough to go, so he stopped
He thought of his hurt, and there came to his mind
The easier path he was leaving behind
It's all much too hard, said the quitter right then
I'll stop where I am and not try it again
He sat by the road and he made up his tale
To tell when men asked why he happened to fail
A thousand excuses flew up to his tongue
And these on the thread of his story he strung
But the truth of the matter he didn't admit
He never once said, I was frightened and quit
Whenever the quitter sits down by the road
And drops from the struggle to lighten his load
He can always recall to his own peace of mind
A string of excuses for falling behind
But somehow or other he can't think of one
Good reason for battling and going right on
So, when the bump comes and fate hands you a jar
Don't baby yourself, boy, whoever you are
Don't pity yourself and talk over your woes
Don't think up excuses for dodging the blows
But stick to the battle and see the thing through
And don't be a quitter, whatever you do |
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