What have you got? What have you got of hell? You've got a half heart. All you really need is heart. When the odds are saying you'll never win, that's when the grin should start. You've got a half heart. Mouse and sit around and mow. Nothing's half as bad as it may appear. Wait till 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 it but to do it. You've got a half heart. Miles and miles and miles of heart. Oh, it's nice to be a genius, of course, but keep that old horse before the cart. First, you've got a half heart. You've got a half heart. All you really need is heart. When the odds are saying you'll never win, that's when the grin should start. When your luck is batting zero, keep your chin up off the floor. Mister, you can be a hero. You can open any door. There's nothing to it but to do it. You've got a half heart. Miles and miles and miles of heart. Oh, it's nice to be a genius, of course, but keep that old horse before the cart. So what the heck's the use of crying? Why should we curse? Things can only get better. Of course, they can't get worse. Ain't you right to it? We've got heart. We've got heart. We've got heart.