| YOU to the left and I to the right, | |
| For the ways of men must sever— | |
| And it well may be for a day and a night, | |
| And it well may be forever. | |
| But whether we meet or whether we part | 5 |
| (For our ways are past our knowing), | |
| A pledge from the heart to its fellow heart | |
| On the ways we all are going! | |
| Here's luck! | |
| For we know not where we are going. | 10 |
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| Whether we win or whether we lose | |
| With the hands that life is dealing, | |
| It is not we nor the ways we choose | |
| But the fall of the cards that's sealing. | |
| There's a fate in love and a fate in fight, | 15 |
| And the best of us all go under— | |
| And whether we're wrong or whether we're right, | |
| We win, sometimes, to our wonder. | |
| Here's luck! | |
| That we may not yet go under! | 20 |
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| With a steady swing and an open brow | |
| We have tramped the ways together, | |
| But we're clasping hands at the crossroads now | |
| In the Fiend's own night for weather; | |
| And whether we bleed or whether we smile | 25 |
| In the leagues that lie before us | |
| The ways of life are many a mile | |
| And the dark of Fate is o'er us. | |
| Here's luck! | |
| And a cheer for the dark before us! | 30 |
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| You to the left and I to the right, | |
| For the ways of men must sever, | |
| And it well may be for a day and a night | |
| And it well may be forever! | |
| But whether we live or whether we die | 35 |
| (For the end is past our knowing), | |
| Here's two frank hearts and the open sky, | |
| Be a fair or an ill wind blowing! | |
| Here's luck? | |
| In the teeth of all winds blowing. | 40 |
