Nothing's impossible, I have found
For when my chin is on the ground
I pick myself up, dust myself off, start all over againDon't lose your confidence if you slip
Be grateful for a pleasant trip
And pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and start all over againWork 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
Don't you remember the famous men who had to fall to rise again?
They picked themselves up, dust themselves off and started all over againWork 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
Don't you remember the famous men who had to fall to rise again?
They picked themselves up, dust themselves off and started all over again
Start all over again.
