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Reba Mcentire Hold On

been looking in your eyes The feeling is starting to grow Hold on Love can take us up so high But it can take us down so low You either laugh or you cry Hold on

been looking in your eyes The feeling is starting to grow Hold on Love can take us up so high But it can take us down so low You either laugh or you cry Hold on

't get drunk on my kiss If you think you can do better than this Then I guess, we're done, let's not drag this on Consider me gone With you I've always

give up all you give me What you do to me, baby Oh, I could go on living Without tasting your kiss Get by without this moment You touching me and holding

Mama stood on the front porch wringing her hands Watched the tail lights fading on his black Trans Am With her precious little baby taking off inside

it is, I've said it now God, I wish someway somehow You'd look at me with those big blue eyes And say you missed me too But you moved on, I understand

I laid there feeling sorry for myself In a bed of Kleenex Stuffing chocolates in my mouth On the phone with my best friend Cussing my ex He broke my

hand I want the Wranglers Stetson and all that stuff I want the real McCoy, I want a cowboy I'm tired of talking 'bout it wasting my time On all the

out get out get out of my life And let me sleep at night 'Cause you don't really love me You just keep me hangin' on Keep me hangin' on Keep me hangin' on