Tell ’em to hold on Beth Hart

Whiskey wants a joke
The Marlboro wants to smoke
And tears need some salt to get by

The thorn looks for a crown
The beggar for a town
And The woman is never satisfied

Everyone's looking
For something to hold
Some kind of savior
They need to be told
To hold on

Baby needs a mother
But the mother wants a lover
And this house can't find home anywhere
The ship is scared to sink
The thirsty scared to drink
And I can't find God way down here

Everyone's looking
For something to hold
Some kind of savior
They need to be told
To hold on
Hold on