It is mighty hard to shake me,
In my brawny arms I take thee,
I can either make or break thee - I am habit.
Through each day I slowly mold thee,
Soon my tightening chains enfold thee,
Then it is with ease I hold thee - I am habit.
I can be both good and vile,
I can e'er be worth your while,
Or the cause of your decrial - I am habit.
Oft I've proved myself a pleasure,
Proved myself a priceless treasure,
Or a menace past all measure - I am habit.
Harmless though I sometimes seem,
Yet my strange force is like a magnet,
Like a great and greedy dragnet - I am habit.
Though you sometimes fear or doubt me,
No one yet has lived without me,
I am present all about thee - I am habit.
Choose me well when you are starting,
Seldom is an easy parting,
I'm a devil or a darling - I am habit.