Sangtekst: Frank Sinatra. Pick Yourself Up.

Please teacher, teach me something
Nice teacher, teach me something
I'm as awkward as a camel
That's not the worst

My two feet haven't met yet
But I'll be teacher's pet yet
'Cause I'm gonna learn
To dance or burst

Nothing is 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
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

Will you remember the famous men
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath
Pick yourself up, dust yourself off
Start all over again

I'll get some self assurance
If your endurance is great
I'll learn by easy stages
If you're courageous and wait

To feel the strength I want to
I must hang on to your hand
Maybe by the time I'm fifty
I'll get up and do a nifty

Nothing is 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
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

Will you remember the famous men
Who had to fall to rise again?
So take a deep breath
Pick yourself up, dust yourself off
Start all over again