Dorothy Fields - Pick Yourself Up lyrics

Nothing's impossible, I have found For when my chin is on the ground I pick myself up, dust myself off, 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 till the battle of the day is won You may be sick and tired but you'll be a man, my son Don't you remember the famous men who had to fall to rise again? They picked themselves up, dust themselves off and started 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 Don't you remember the famous men who had to fall to rise again? They picked themselves up, dust themselves off and started all over again Start all over again