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Hold On

This song is by Elliott Murphy and appears on the album Soul Surfing (2001).

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 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

Oh you got to hold on hold on
You got to hold on hold on
Take my hand I'm standing right here
You got to hold on

Well he gave her a dime store watch
And a ring made from a spoon
Everyone is looking for someone to blame
But 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 got to hold on hold on
You got to hold on hold on
Take my hand I'm standing right here
You got to hold on

Well god bless your crooked little heart
St Louis beef got the best of me
I miss your broken china voice
How I wish you were still here with me

Well you build it up you wreck it down
Your burn your mansion to the ground
When there' nothing left to keep you here
When you're falling behind in this big blue world

Oh you got to hold on hold on
You got to hold on hold on
Take my hand I'm standing right here
You got to hold on

Down by the riverside motel
Its 10 below and falling
By a 99-cent store she closed her eyes
And started swaying
But it so hard to dance that way
When it's cold and there's no music
Well your old hometown is so far away
But inside your heard there's a record
That's playing a song called

Oh you got to hold on hold on
You got to hold on hold on
Take my hand I'm standing right here
You got to hold on

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