Pick Yourself Up

Pick Yourself Up - Anita O'Day (安妮塔·奧黛)/Buddy Bregman and His Orchestra

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

So take a deep breath

Pick yourself up

Dust themselves off

And start'd all over again

Nothing is posibly I find

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

So take a deep breath

Pick yourself up

Dust themselves off

And start'd all over again

Start all over again

Start all over again