Never you mind the crowd, lad,

Or fancy your life won't tell;

The work is the work for a' that

To him that doeth it well.

Fancy the world a hill, lad;

Look where the millions stop;

You'll find the crowd at the base, lad;

There's always room at the top.

Courage and faith and patience,

There's space in the old world, yet;

The better the chance you stand, lad,

The further along you get.

Keep your eye on the goal, lad,

Never despair or drop;

Be sure that your path leads upward;

There's always room at the top.