You have the cool clear eyes of a seeker of wisdom and truth,
Yet there's that upturned chin
and the grin of impetuous youth,
I believe in you, I believe in you.
I hear the sound of good solid judgment whenever you talk,
Yet there's that bold, brave,
spring of the tiger that quickens your walk,
I believe in you, I believe in you.
And when my faith in my fellow man all but falls apart,
I've but to feel your hand grasping mine,
and I take heart, I take heart
to see the cool clear eyes of a seeker of wisdom and truth,
Yet there's that slam, bang, tang,
reminiscent of gin and Vermouth,
I believe in you, I believe in you.
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