"It's Whatcha Do With Whatcha Got" is a song from So Dear to My Heart. It was written by Don Raye and Gene de Paul and sung by Ken Carson and a Female Chorus.
Lyrics[]
The Owl:
There, if you're aimin' to carry that wreath around
You better keep your chin up
And your feet on the ground
There, that's better
Makin' a champ out of a critter like you
Won't be an easy thing to do
Well, let's see now
Come over here, Danny and we'll take a look
Maybe get some help from the wisdom book
Ya know, just 'cause you're a little ol' sheep
Don't mean you can't get to the top of the heap
Where there's a will, there's a way
Every dog has his day
Heh-heh, sounds kinda corny, I'll admit
But we oughtta find som'in' that'll help a bit
A rolling stone...nah, that don't fit
Ha, here we are, Danny, this is it
It's what you dew...
Oh, yes, It's whatcha D-O-do
With whatcha got that counts, yes sir!
The Owl:
You gotta start with whatcha got
If whatcha got ain't such a lot
To make the most of whatcha got
Here's what I recommend
You start by a-tryin' and applyin' your best
The Birds: If you try, there ain't no denyin'
The Owl: There's a way to feather your nest, Hey!
The Birds: You gotta add how whatcha do
All:
And multiply by whatcha do
You think you can't win
But you do
And you get that dividend
The Animals:
It's whatcha do with whatcha got
Never mind how much you got It's whatcha do with whatcha got
That pays off in the end
The Owl:
It's the means you applieth
That raises your stock
Look what David did to Goliath
With a little old hunk of rock
The Birds:
It's whatcha do with whatcha got
And never mind how much you got
It's whatcha do with whatcha got
That pays off in the end
The Owl:
Now, looky here, son, stop a-sittin'
Gettin' somewhere takes some gettin'
You can't sit and 'spect to get it
Now, the road to fame takes muscle
Lots of work and lots o' hustle
So start right in and hit it
The Birds:
Now if at first you don't succeed
A lot of spunk is what you need
Or someone else will take the lead
So try, try, try again
The Owl:
Just get up when you fall down
And don't be forlorn
Look how Joshua busted that wall down
Will a little old measly horn
The Birds:
It's whatcha do with whatcha got
And never mind just how much you got
It's whatcha do with whatcha got
That pays off in the end
