Tell 'Em To Hold On - Beth Hart

Whiskey wants a joke\nThe Marlboro wants to smoke\nAnd tears need some salt to get by\nThe thorn looks for a crown\nThe beggar for a town\nAnd the woman is never satisfied\nEveryone’s looking\nFor something to hold\nSome kind of savior\nThey need to be told\nTo hold on\nBaby needs a mother\nBut the mother wants a lover\nAnd this house can’t find home anywhere\nThe ship is scared to sink\nThe thirsty scared to drink\nAnd I can’t find God way down here\nEveryone’s looking\nFor something to hold\nSome kind of savior\nThey need to be told\nTo hold on\nHold on\nYou can run\nYou can hide\nBut nothing good ever really dies\nThe pasture’s all dried out\nThe crows are all cried out\nThe hen hangs her head in the yard\nAnd I’m tired of running\nThere’s got to be something\nFor this cold broken down heart\nEveryone’s looking\nFor someone to blame\nThey sharpen their razors\nGo out as they came\nSomeone tell 'em to\nSomeone tell 'em to\nTo hold on\nHold on\nHold on\nHold on\nSomeone tell 'em to hold on