Hold On

They hung a sign up in our town "If you live it up, you'll never live it down" So she left Monte Rio, son Just like a bullet leaves a gun With her charcoal eyes and her Monroe hips She went and took that California trip Oh, the moon was gold and her hair like wind She said, "Don't look back, just come on, Jim" Oh, you gotta hold on, hold on You gotta hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You gotta hold on Well, he gave her that dime store watch And a ring he 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" But sometimes there's nothin' left to do Oh, but you gotta 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 little crooked heart St. Louis got the best of me I miss your broken china voice Oh, 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 gotta 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 ten below and falling By a ninety-nine 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 is so far away But inside your head, there's a record playing A song called "Hold On", hold on Babe, you gotta hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You gotta hold on Hold on, hold on Yeah, you gotta hold on I won't leave you here, take my hand You gotta hold on