文本歌词

Pick Yourself Up - Anita O'Day (安妮塔·奥黛)/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