Tom Waits - Hold Onadd

F#                      B
They hung a sign up in our town
        C#                    F#
"If you live it up you won't live it down"
                  B
So she left Monte Rio, son
     C#             F#
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
         B                 C#
With her charcoal eyes and Monroe hips
             F#             B
She went and took that California trip
       G#m                    C#
Oh the moon was gold and her hair like wind
         G#m                    C#
She said don't look but just a-come on Jim

               F#        C#
Oh, you got to hold on, hold on
F#         B
You gotta hold on
F#                 C#
Take my hand, I'm standin' right here
           F#
You got go hold on

F#                      B
Well he gave her a dime store watch
        C#                    F#
And a ring made from a spoon
                  B
Everyone's lookin' for someone to blame
     C#             F#
When you share my bed you share my name
             F#             B
Well, go ahead and call the cops
B                         C#
You don't meet nice girls in coffee shops
       G#m                    C#
She said baby I still love you
       G#m                    C#
Sometimes there's nothin' left to

Nak.

F#                      B
Well God bless your crooked little heart
        C#                    F#
St. Louis got the best of me
              B
I miss your broken China voice
C#                       F#
Now I wish you were still here with me
F#               B
Oh you build it up, you wreck it down
B                        C#
Then you burn your mansion to the ground
G#m                     C#
Oh there's nothin' left to keep you here
G#m                     C#
But when you're fallin' behind in this big blue world

Nak.

F#                B
Now by the riverside motel
     C#            F#

It's ten below and falling
                 B
By a ninety-nine cent store
C#                        F#
She closed her eyes and started swaying
F#                     B
But it's so hard to dance that way
B                           C#
When it's cold and there's no music
G#m              C#
With your old hometown so far away
G#m                                  C#
But inside your head there's a record that's playin', a song called

Nak. (4x)

F#
You gotta hold on.