They hung a sign up in out 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
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 a dimestore 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, the moon was gold, her Hair like wind She said don't look back just Come on Jim
You gotta Hold on, hold on You got to hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here, you got to Just hold on.
When there's nothing left to keep you here, when You're falling behind in this big blue world
Oh you go to Hold on, hold on You got to hold on Take my hand, I'm standing right here You got to hold on