You Gotta Get Up
Tags: original songs
©1997, Scott Ainslie
Push me to the ground, Try and keep me down
I’m gonna get up!
Treat me like a slave, Put me in my grave,
I’m gonna get up!
Throw me into jail, With no money for my bail
I’m gonna get up!
You know you’re bound to die, When you come into this life,
You gotta get up.
Greet me with a curse, Steal the money from my purse,
I’m gonna get up.
Waste the labor of my hands, Help my enemies advance,
I’m gonna get up.
Fill my head with lies, Turn a deaf ear to my cries,
I’m gonna get up.
You know you’re bound to die, When you come into this life,
You gotta get up.
When there’s lightning up above, And the sea is filled with blood,
You gotta get up!
You either break or bend, If you try and fail again
You gotta get up.
In this desert land, With no one to take your hand,
You gotta get up.
You know you’re bound to die, When you come into this life,
You gotta get up.
When the trumpets call And the stars begin to fall,
I’m gonna get up.
If my progress slack and stall, If I stumble, if I fall,
I’m gonna get up.
Turn me back at the gate, Take the bread from my plate,
I’m gonna get up.
You know you’re bound to die, When you come into this life,
You gotta get up.
Sound the trumpet, Beat the drum When the Judgement comes
I’m gonna get up.
Come the darkest hour, ‘mid the glory and the power,
I’m gonna get up.
When they break the seventh seal And every fear is real,
I’m gonna get up.
You know you’re bound to die, When you come into this life,
You gotta get up.
When there’s lightning up above, And the sea is filled with blood,
You gotta get up!
You either break or bend, If you try and fail again
You gotta get up.
In this desert land, With no one to take your hand,
You gotta get up.
You know you’re bound to die, When you come into this life,
You gotta get up.