[Chorus]
If you want a thing bad enough
To go out and fight for it
Work day and night for it
Give up your time and your peace and your sleep for it
If only desire of it
Makes you quite mad enough
Never to tire of it
If only desire of it
Makes you quite mad enough
Never to tire of it
Makes you hold all other things tawdry and cheap for it
Hold all other things tawdry and cheap for it
If life seems all empty and useless without it
And all that you scheme and you dream is about it
If gladly you'll sweat for it
Fret for it, Plan for it
Lose all your terror of God or man for it
If you want a thing bad enough
To go out and fight for it
Work day and night for it
Give up your time and your peace and your sleep for it
If only desire of it
Makes you quite mad enough
Never to tire of it
If only desire of it
Makes you quite mad enough
Never to tire of it
Makes you hold all other things tawdry and cheap for it
Hold all other things tawdry and cheap for it
If life seems all empty and useless without it
And all that you scheme and you dream is about it
If gladly you'll sweat for it
Fret for it, Plan for it
Lose all your terror of God or man for it