[Verse 1]
Its just an old beat up truck, some say that I should trade up
Now that I got some jangle in my pocket
But what they don't understand is just the miles that make a man
I wouldn't trade that thing in for a rocket
What they don't know is my dad and me, we drove around to Tennessee
And she's still here and now he's gone
So I hold on..
[Verse 2]
Its just an old beat up box, some say its just a rusted top
It probly don't look like much to you
But these dents and scratches in the wood, yea that's what makes it sound so good
To me its better than brand new
Yea see this here flat top guitar, has had my back in a million bars
Singing every country song
So I hold on..
[Chorus]
To the things, I believe in
My faith, your love, our freedom
To the things I can count on
To keep me going strong
Yeah I hold on, I hold on..
Like the stripes to the flag, like a boy to his dad
I can't change who I am, right or wrong
So I hold on..
[Verse 3]
Yeah baby lookin at you right now, there ain't never been no doubt
Without you I'd be nothing
So if you ever worry about.. me walkin out
Yeah let me tell you something..
I hold on.. I hold on..
Can you hear me baby.. I hold on
[repeat Chorus]