Hold on by dierks bentley-It's just an old beat up truckSome say that I should trade upNow that I got some jangle in my pocketBut what they don't understandIs it's the miles that make a manI wouldn't trade that thing in for a rocketWhat they don't know is my dad and meWe drove her out to TennesseeShe's still here, and now he's goneSo I hold onIt's just an old beat up boxIts rusty strings across the topIt probably don't look like much to youBut these dents and scratches in the woodYeah, that's what makes it sound so goodTo me it's better than brand newYou see this here flat top guitar'sHad my back in a million barsSinging every country songSo I hold onTo the things I believe inMy faith, your love, our freedomTo the things I can count onTo keep me going strongYeah, I hold onI hold onLike the stripes to the flagLike a boy to his dadI can't change who I am, right or wrongSo I hold onBaby, looking at you right nowThere ain't never been no doubtWithout you, I'd be nothingSo if you ever worry aboutMe walking outYeah, let me tell you somethingI hold onI hold onCan you hear me, baby?I hold onYeahI hold onTo the things I believe inMy faith, your love, our freedomTo the things I can count onTo keep me going strongTo the things I believe inMy faith, your love, our freedomTo the things I can count onTo keep me going strongYeah, I hold onI hold onI hold on and on and on and on and onI hold on and on and on and on and on--- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/rosieruthless/message