(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?