Tom Waits - Hold Onadd

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

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

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

Nak.

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

Nak.

G                C
Now by the riverside motel
     D            G

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

Nak. (4x)

G
You gotta hold on.