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 be a man, my son
Don't you remember the
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 be a man, my son
Don't you remember the
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