Jeepers Creepers - Ella Fitzgerald

Written by：Jerome Kern/Dorothy Fields

Pick yourself up

Take a deep breath

Dust yourself off

And start all over again

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

Until the battle of the day is won

You may be sick and tired

But you'll be a man my son

I will you remember the famous men

Who had to fall

To rise again

So take a deep breath

I picked 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

Will you remember the famous men

Who had to fall

To rise again

So take a deep breath

I pick yourself up

I dust yourself off

And start all over

Again