When you've lost every vestige of hope,
   And you think you are beaten and done,
When you've come to the end of your rope
   Tie a knot in the end and hang on.

Have courage, for here is the dope,
   When you stand with your back to the wall,
And you've come to the end of your rope,
   Tie a knot in the end and hang on.

You're not licked; do not sorrow and mope
   When your friends seem to all disappear;
Though you've come to the end of your rope
   Tie a knot in the end and hang on!

This poem is in the public domain.