They hung a sign up in our 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 her charcoal eyes and Monroe hips She went and took that California trip Oh, the moon was gold, her hair like wind Said, 'Don't look back just come on, Jim'
Oh, you got to hold on, hold on Babe, you gotta hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You gotta hold on
Well, he gave her a dimestore watch And a ring made from a spoon Everyone's looking for someone to blame When 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 nothin' left to do
Oh, you got to hold on, hold on Babe, you gotta hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You gotta hold on
Well, God bless your crooked heart St. Louis got the best of me I miss your broken China voice How I wish you were still here with me Oh, you build it up, you wreck it down Then you burn your mansion to the ground Oh, there's nothing left to keep you here But when you're falling behind in this big blue world
Oh, you've got to hold on, hold on Babe, you gotta hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You gotta 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 Oh, your old hometown's so far away But inside your head there's a record that's playing
A song called 'Hold On', hold on Babe, you gotta hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right there You gotta hold on
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