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
'Til 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
'Til 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