| Lyrics: | You gotta have heart; all you really need is heart.
When the odds are saying you'll never
win, that's when the grin has to start.
You gotta have hope, mustn't sit around and
mope.
Nothing's half as bad as it might appear, wait'll next year and hope.
When your luck is batting zero, get your chin up off the floor.
Mister, you can be a hero,
you can open any door.
There's nothing to do but to do it.
You've got have
heart, miles 'n miles 'n miles of heart.
Oh, it's fine to be a genius, of course,
but
keep that old horse before the cart.
First, you gotta have heart |
