They hung a sign up in out town If you live it up, you won't live it down So she left Monte Rio, son Just like a bullet leaves a gun With charcoal eyes and Monroe hips She went and took that California trip Well the moon was gold Her hair like wind She said 'don't look back, just come on, Jim' You got to hold on, hold on Baby got to hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You got to hold on
He gave her a dimestore watch And a ring made from a spoon Everyone's looking for someone to blame If you share my bed, you share my name Well, go ahead and call the cops You don't meet nice girls in coffee shops She said 'baby, I still love you' Sometimes there's nothing left to do
Oh, you've got to hold on, hold on Baby got to hold on Take my hand, you're standing right here You got to hold on
God bless your crooked little heart St. Louis got the best of me I miss your broken china voice How I wish you were still here with me
You build it up, you wreck it down You burn your mansion to the ground When there's nothing left to keep you here When you're falling behind in this big blue world
You've got to hold on, hold on Baby got to hold on Take my hand, you're standing right here You got to hold on
Down by the Riverside motel It's 10 below and falling By a 99 cent store She closed her eyes and started swaying But it's so hard to dance that way When it's cold and there's no music And your old hometown's so far away But inside your head there's a record playing Oh, a song called Hold On
Hold On Baby got to hold on Take my hand, you're standing right here You've got to hold on You've got to hold on, hold on Baby got to hold on Take my hand, you're standing right here You got to hold on You got to hold on You got to hold on You got to hold on
Hold On
They hung a sign up in out town
If you live it up, you won't live it down
So she left Monte Rio, son
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
With charcoal eyes and Monroe hips
She went and took that California trip
Well the moon was gold
Her hair like wind
She said 'don't look back, just come on, Jim'
You got to hold on, hold on
Baby got to hold on
Take my hand, I'm standing right here
You got to hold on
He gave her a dimestore watch
And a ring made from a spoon
Everyone's looking for someone to blame
If you share my bed, you share my name
Well, go ahead and call the cops
You don't meet nice girls in coffee shops
She said 'baby, I still love you'
Sometimes there's nothing left to do
Oh, you've got to hold on, hold on
Baby got to hold on
Take my hand, you're standing right here
You got to hold on
God bless your crooked little heart
St. Louis got the best of me
I miss your broken china voice
How I wish you were still here with me
You build it up, you wreck it down
You burn your mansion to the ground
When there's nothing left to keep you here
When you're falling behind in this big blue world
You've got to hold on, hold on
Baby got to hold on
Take my hand, you're standing right here
You got to hold on
Down by the Riverside motel
It's 10 below and falling
By a 99 cent store
She closed her eyes and started swaying
But it's so hard to dance that way
When it's cold and there's no music
And your old hometown's so far away
But inside your head there's a record playing
Oh, a song called Hold On
Hold On
Baby got to hold on
Take my hand, you're standing right here
You've got to hold on
You've got to hold on, hold on
Baby got to hold on
Take my hand, you're standing right here
You got to hold on
You got to hold on
You got to hold on
You got to hold on
Music by Mae Moore & Lester Quitzau
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