Nothing's impossible, I have found
For when my chin is on the ground
I pick myself up, dust myself off
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
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
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
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
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