_
Am _ _ _ _
F _ _ _ .
_ _
C _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Am It's just an old beat up
C truck, some say that I should trade up now that I got some jangle in my pocket.
_ .
Am But what they don't understand
F is it's the miles that make a
C man, I wouldn't trade that thing in for a rocket.
_ .
Am What they don't know is my dad and
F me, we drove her out to
C Tennessee, she's still here now he's gone.
_ .
So I _ _ _ hold _ on.
_ _ _ _ _ .
Am It's just an old beat up
F box, six rusty strings across the
C top, it probably don't look like much to you.
_ .
Am But these dents and scratches in the
F wood, yeah that's what makes it sound so
C good, to me it's better than brand new.
_ .
Am You see this here flat top
F guitar, it's had my back in a million
C bars, singing every
G country song.
_ .
F So I _ _ _ hold _
C on.
_ _ _ _ .
To the things I believe in, my
G faith and love
Am are greater.
To
F the things I can
C count on to keep me going _
G strong.
Yeah I
Am hold _ _
F on.
_ _ .
_
C _ _ _ _ _ _ .
Like
F the stripes to the flag, like
C a fort to
G its dad, I can't
F change who
C I am right
G or _ _ wrong.
So I
Am hold on.
_
F _ _ _ .
C _ _ _ _ _
G _ _ _ .
_
Am _ _ _ _
F _ _ _ .
_
C _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_
Am Baby looking at you right
F now, there ain't never
C been no doubt, without you I'd be nothing.
Em _ .
Am So if you ever worry
F about me walking,
C _ yeah let me tell you something.
_ .
_
Am I _ _
C hold _ _ on.
_ _ _ _ _ .
_
Am _ _ _
C Can _ _ _ _ _ _ you hear me baby?.
_ I _ _ hold _ _ on.
_ _ _ _ .
_
Am I hold
F _ _ _ .
_ _
C _ _ _ _ _ .
on.
To
F the things I
C believe _ in,
G my faith and love
Am are greater.
G To
F the things I can count
C on to keep me going
G strong.
_ _ Yeah I
Am _ hold on.
_
F _ _ _ .
C I _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_
Am hold on.
_
F _ _ _ .
_
C _ I _ _ _ _
Am hold on.
_
F _ _ _ _
C _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
G _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ .