Lyrics

Please teacher, teach me something Nice teacher, teach me something I'm as awkward as a camel That's not the worst My two feet haven't met yet But I'll be teacher's pet yet 'Cause I'm going to learn to dance or burst I'll get that thing yet 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 Can't lose my confidence if I slip I'm grateful for a pleasant trip I pick myself up, dust myself off And start all over again I'll work like a soul inspired 'Til the battle of the day is won Though I am sick and tired I will stick 'til the job is done When I remember the famous men Who had to fall to rise again I take a deep breath, pick myself up, dust myself off And start all over again How am I doing, fellas? Pick myself up, dust myself off Start all over again Right
Writer(s): Jerome Kern, Dorothy Fields Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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