They hung a sign up in our town
If you live it up, you won't live it down
So she left Monterio, 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've got to hold on, hold on
Take my hand, standing right here,
Well, he gave her a dime store watch
And a ring made from a spoon
Well, go ahead and call the cops
You don't meet nice girls
She said, baby, I still love you
Sometimes there's nothing left to do
Oh, but you've got to hold on, hold on
Baby, you've got to hold on
Well, 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
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
Oh, you've got to hold on, hold on
Baby, gotta hold on and take my hand
Down by the Riverside Motel
It's ten below and falling
By a ninety -nine cent store
She closed her eyes and started swayin'
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
there's a record that's playin'
A song called Hold On, Hold On
Take my hand, I'm standin' right there
you gotta hold on, you gotta hold on,
hold on, you gotta hold on
take my hand, I'm standing right here,
you gotta hold on, you gotta hold on
You've got to hold on you
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