(Jerome Kern, Dorothy Fields) Pick yourself up... Take a deep breath... Dust yourself off And start all over again. 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 They picked themselves up Dust themselves off And start'd all over again. ~interlude~ 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. Will you remember the famous men Who had to fall to rise again? So take a deep breath... Pick yourself up... Dust yourself off And start all over again.
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