If by Moriarty Lyrics

If you can dream
And not make dreams your master
If you can think
And not make thoughts your aim
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same
If you can one heap of all your winnings
And risk it for one turn of pitch and toss
And lose and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss
If you can talk with crouds
And keep your virtue or walk with kings
Nor lose the common touch
If neither foes nor loving frienda can hurt you
If all men count with you
But none to much
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds worth of distance run
Yours is the Earth
And everything in it
And which is more
You'll be a man
My son