Well it's been too long comin', too long
And I thought you'd understand me, I was wrong
Now you've got me feeling restless and mad
But I won't let you see me helpless and sad
I pick myself up each morning
Pick myself up again
Now I fight each temptation and lose
It's got me always singing the blues
Well shame on me for paying you mind
And shame on you for being unkind
I pick myself up each morning
Pick myself up again
Seems like there's always some game to be playing
Seems like there's always some game to be playing
Seems like there's always some game to be playing
Well I'm not playing
I pick myself up each morning
Pick myself up again
I pick myself up each morning
Pick myself up again