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
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, 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 nothin left to do

Oh you got to
Hold on, hold on
You got to hold on
Take my hand, I´m standing right here, you got to
Just 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

Well, you build it up, you wreck it down
You burn your mansion to the ground
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

Down by the Riverside motel,
It´s 10 below and falling
By a 99 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
Well your old hometown is so far away
But, inside your head there´s a record
That´s playing, a song called

Hold on, hold on
You really got to hold on
Take my hand, I´m standing right here
And just hold on.