Tyrone Wells — Gotta Get Up

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You can kick me in the teeth
Pull that rug out from my feet
You can curse my momma’s name all over town
Take a cheap shot while I sleep
You can knock me to my knees
But you’ll never ever keep me on the ground

Gotta get up
Gotta keep on moving
Gotta get up
Nothing keeping me down
Gotta get up
Gotta keep on moving
Gotta get up
And go another round

You can steal my love away
You could keep my Chevrolet
But you’ll never ever ever gonna slow me down
You can lie right to my face
You can try to rest my case
But you’ll never ever keep me on the ground

Gotta get up
Gotta keep on moving
Gotta get up
Nothing keeping me down
Gotta get up
Gotta keep on moving
Gotta get up
And go another round

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

This ain’t how my story ends
Know that door ain’t shut
Feel it in my blood
This ain’t how my heart gives in
You may think I’m done
But no matter what

I gotta get up
Gotta keep on moving
Gotta get up
Nothing keeping me down
Gotta get up
I gotta keep on moving
Gotta get up
Go another round

Yeah I gotta get up (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, I gotta get up, yeah, yeah, hey, hey (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
I know I gotta get up now, oh, oh, oh (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Girl I gotta get up (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Oh, oh, oh, oh