text: They hung a sign up in our town
  If you live it up, you wont 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, Dont look back just come on, Jim
  Oh, you got to hold on, hold on
  You gotta hold on
  Take my hand, Im standing right here
  You gotta hold on
  Well, he gave her a dimestore watch
  And a ring made from a spoon
  Everyones looking for someone to blame
  When you share my bed, you share my name
  Well, go ahead and call the cops
  You dont meet nice girls in coffee shops
  She said, Baby, I still love you
  Sometimes theres nothin left to do
  Oh, but you got to hold on, hold on
  Babe, you gotta hold on
  Take my hand, Im standing right here
  You gotta 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, theres nothing left to keep you here
  But when youre falling behind in this big blue world
  Oh, youve got to hold on, hold on
  Babe, you gotta hold on
  Take my hand, Im standing right here
  You gotta 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 its so hard to dance that way
  When its cold and theres no music
  Oh, your old hometowns so far away
  But inside your head theres a record thats playing
  A song called Hold On, hold on
  Babe, you gotta hold on
  Take my hand, Im standing right there
  You gotta hold on
  You gotta hold on, hold on
  Babe, you gotta hold on
  Take my hand, Im standing right there
  You gotta hold on
  Hold on, hold on
  Babe, you gotta hold on
  And take my hand, Im standing right here
  You gotta hold on