I`m not the man to say that failure`s sweet, Nor tell a chap to laugh when things go wrong; I know it hurts to have to take defeat An` no one likes to lose before a throng; It isn`t very pleasant not to win When you have done the very best you could; But if you`re down, get up an` buckle in — A lickin` often does a fellow good. I`ve seen some chaps who never knew their power Until somebody knocked `em to the floor; I`ve known men who discovered in an hour A courage they had never shown before. I`ve seen `em rise from failure to the top By doin` things they hadn`t understood Before the day disaster made `em drop — A lickin` often does a fellow good. Success is not the teacher, wise an` true, That gruff old failure is, remember that; She`s much too apt to make a fool of you, Which isn`t true of blows that knock you flat. Hard knocks are painful things an` hard to bear, An` most of us would dodge `em if we could; There`s something mighty broadening in care — A lickin` often does a fellow good.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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