Hold On
They hung a sign up in our town"if you live it up, you won'tlive it down"So, she left Monte Rio, sonJust like a bullet leaves a gunWith charcoal eyes and Monroe hipsShe went and took that California tripWell, the moon was gold, herHair like windShe said don't look back justCome on Jim
Oh you got toHold on, Hold onYou got to hold onTake my hand, I'm standing right hereYou gotta hold on
Well, he gave her a dimestore watchAnd a ring made from a spoonEveryone is looking for someone to blameBut you share my bed, you share my nameWell, go ahead and call the copsYou don't meet nice girls in coffee shopsShe said baby, I still love youSometimes there's nothin left to do
Oh you got toHold on, hold onYou got to hold onTake my hand, I'm standing right here, you got toJust hold on.
Well, God bless your crooked little heart St. Louis got the best of meI miss your broken-china voiceHow I wish you were still here with me
Well, you build it up, you wreck it downYou burn your mansion to the groundWhen there's nothing left to keep you here, whenYou're falling behind in thisBig blue world
Oh you go toHold on, hold onYou got to hold onTake my hand, I'm standing right hereYou got to hold on
Down by the Riverside motel,It's 10 below and fallingBy a 99 cent store she closed her eyesAnd started swayingBut it's so hard to dance that wayWhen it's cold and there's no musicWell your old hometown is so far awayBut, inside your head there's a recordThat's playing, a song called
Hold on, hold onYou really got to hold onTake my hand, I'm standing right hereAnd just hold on.