Hold On

But it’s so hard to dance that way/ When it’s cold and there’s no music

Arxivat a: Hold On, Tom Waits, El piano


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

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 
Baby, you got to hold on 
Take my hand,
I’m standing right here,
You got to 
Just 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. 
 

Foto: Facbook Tom Waits

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