(Heaton/Rotheray) She'd given everything she could give Twenty years of kindness made her sad Kindness never made enough to live So she sold the very last thing that she had
As she held her hand out to him As he drove around the block He mouthed through the window 'just hold on' 'I've held on many years now and I haven't found a lot' Hold on, hold on to what?
So hold on to what? Hold on to what? Holding on is harder when it's something you've not got I'll need a pair of stilts if I'm to ever reach the top So hold on! Hold on to what?
Many years of service with a smile Up shit creek and down the Rhine Gibraltar Rock and now the Emerald Isle He'd shined every shoe that he could shine
And as he lay in his own blood Screaming 'I've been shot' He heard the Major whisper 'just hold on' 'I've held on all these years now, now what medal have I got?' Hold on, hold on to what?
So hold on to what? Hold on to what? Holding on is harder when it's something you've not got I'll need a pair of stilts if I'm to ever reach the top So hold on! Hold on to what?
So hold on to what? Hold on to what? Holding on is harder when it's something you've not got I'll need a pair of stilts if I'm to ever reach the top So hold on! Hold on to what?
Sixty years and he's looking his worst Sitting in the park where she'd died Running hands through his final hair These are the words that he cried
To achieve the American dream You need a trampoline To achieve the counter effect Get that whisky down your neck' And hold on, hold on to what?
Chamberlain had his paper Jesus had his cross They held on We held on to what?