Pick Myself Up

Peter Tosh

Sitting in the morning sun and watching all the birds passing by
Oh, how sweet they sing, and oh, how much I wish that I could fly
And I try, I said I try, I try, I really try, try, try

But I got to pick myself up and dust myself off
And start all over again
I got to pick myself up and dust myself off
And start all over again

Sitting in the midday sun and wondering where my meal's coming from
After working so hard not even piece a bread a mi yard
And I said I try, oh Lord, I try, I try, I really try, try, try

But I got to pick myself up and dust myself off
And start all over again
I got to pick myself up and dust myself off
And start all over again

Sitting in the evening sun and watching the same birds passing by
Sitting an wondering and waiting for the time for me to fly
And I try, I said I try, good Lord I try, I really try, try, try

But I got to pick myself up and dust myself off
And start all over again
I got to pick myself up, over and over, and dust myself off
And start all over again

So long and I just fine, it was just a waste of time
So long and I just fine, I been wasting all the time

I got to pick myself up, and dust myself off
And start all over again