Pick Yourself Up Songtext
von Anita O’Day

Nothing′s impossible, I have found
For when my chin is on the ground
I pick myself up and 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
′Til 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 pick yourself up and dust yourself of
And start all over again


Nothing's impossible, I have found
For when my chin is on the ground
I pick myself up and dust myself off
And start all over again

And don′t lose your confidence if you slip
Be grateful for a pleasant trip
Pick yourself up, dust yourself off
Start up over again

Work like a soul inspired
′Til 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 pick yourself up and dust yourself off
And start all over again

Start all over again
Start all over again