If the ship that's come to get you
Well, she crashed on the rocks
And the love that was to greet you
Is still standing at the dock
Wishin' you had time just to wind down your clock
Well, you know you're gonna wonder
Just what the hell you got
You got to hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on, hold on to the end
Yes, you got to hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on
Yeah, and if you find yourself a banker
That you can't seem to trust
And he says you got no money
So you leave in disgust
Pawning off possessions just to get the things you must
To keep your kitchen cabinet hinges
Just from turning to rust
You got to hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on, hold on to the end
Yes, you got to hold on, hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on
Well, if that lady of your love life
Well, she just seems to fly
And you find yourself with nothin'
Out on the side
And you're lookin' for a place in which to hide
Wanna find that nearest river
Just to jump and drown and die
You got to hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on, hold on to the end
Lord, you got to hold on, hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on
And if that ship that's come to get you
Well, she crashed on the rocks
And the love that was to greet you
Is still standing at the dock
Wishin' you had time just to wind down your clock
Well, you know you're gonna wonder
Just what the hell you got
You got to hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on, hold on to the end
Lord, you got to hold on, hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on
You got to hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on, hold on to the end
Lord, you got to hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on
You got to hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on, hold on to the end
Lord, you got to hold on, hold on, my friend
You got to hold on
Hold On was written by B.W. Stevenson.
Hold On was produced by Tommy LiPuma.