A low lyin' Western town
Where no one speaks their mind
There's nothing to hold us here
The best years of our lives
They say are drifting away
When we go out to see the world
There's nothing to hold us here
There's autumn in New England
Summer in the Midwest
Winter down in Texas
We want to see the rest
There's nothing to hold us here
The people here are simple and bitter
It's a gift from heaven
We don't fit here
We don't need a reason
Or a second opinion
There's nothing to hold us now
Maybe we'll come back here
After we've seen it all
Maybe we'll find in our own backyard
Something to hold us
After all
Don't try to stop us
Don't shed a tear, we'll be gone tomorrow
There's nothing to hold us here
There's nothing to hold us here
There's nothing to hold us, now
Nothing to Hold Us Here was written by Calvin Johnson.
Nothing to Hold Us Here was produced by Calvin Johnson.