Lyrics

Pick yourself up... Take a deep breath... Dust yourself off And start all over again Nothing's impossible, I have found For when my chin is on the ground I pick myself up Dust myself off And start all over again Don't lose your confidence If you slip Be grateful for a pleasant trip And pick yourself up Dust yourself off And start all over again Work like a soul inspired Until the battle of the day is won You may be sick and tired But you'll be a man, my son Will you remember the famous men Who had to fall to rise again They picked themselves up Dust themselves off And start'd all over again Work like a soul inspired Till the battle of the day is won You may be sick and tired But you'll be a man, my son Will you remember the famous men Who had to fall to rise again? So take a deep breath... Pick yourself up... Dust yourself off And start all over again
Writer(s): Dorothy Fields, Jerome Kern Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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