There was a little postage stamp
No bigger than your thumb;
But still it stuck right to the job
Until the work was done.
They licked it and they pounded it
‘Til it would make you sick;
And the more it took a-lickin’
The better it would stick.
Let’s all be like the postage stamp
In playing life’s rough game;
And just keep on a-stickin’
Tho’ we hang our heads in shame.
The stamp stuck to the letter
‘Till it saw it safely through;
There’s no one can do better
Let’s keep sticking and be true.