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
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 take a deep breath
Pick yourself up
Dust yourself off
Start all over again
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
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 take a deep breath
Pick yourself up
Dust yourself off
Start all over again
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