Pick yourself up
Take a deep breath
Dust yourself off
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
'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
Take a deep breath
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
Gregory Porter - Pick Yourself Up Lyrics
Gregory Porter - Pick Yourself Up Lyrics
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Pick yourself up
Take a deep breath
Dust yourself off
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
'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
Take a deep breath
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
Take a deep breath
Dust yourself off
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
'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
Take a deep breath
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
Writer: Dorothy Fields, Jerome Kern
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Capitol CMG Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Capitol CMG Publishing, Reservoir Media Management, Inc.