Walk it down that dusty road
Guitar case all I hold
Tell myself gonna win this time
Leave my past far behind
Hear the whistle, train is comin
Grab the guitar case, start running
Nothin else I need from you
Did my time, paid my dues
This poor boy’s guitar swearing
Right here right now
Nobody got a hold on me
Nobody got a hold on me
Nobody got a hold on me
Hold on me, hold on me (no)
Nobody has eyes like you
So cold that icy blue
Nobody can cut so deep
Knock me down, take my feet
Nobody can tease and taunt me
You make believe you want me
Then suddenly laugh and turn
Watch me die, feel me burn
This poor boy’s guitar swearing
Right here right now
Nobody got a hold on me
Nobody got a hold on me
Nobody got a hold on me
Hold on me, hold on me (now)
Hear the whistle, train is comin
Grab the guitar case start running
Nothin else I need from you
Did my time, paid my dues
This poor boy’s guitar swearing
Right here right now
Nobody got a hold on me
Nobody got a hold on me
Nobody got a hold on me
Hold on me, hold on me
Hah! – that’s what I say – nobody
Words & Music by VeePo
Produced, Mixed & Mastered by Doug Moore
Published by VeePo Music
ISWC: T-922528590-5
ISRC: CA-HOC-18-00016