Holding On

Every time that summer breeze hits me It always takes me back Four guys crammed in the cab of that truck Five stacked in the back Without fail Bobby's dad always had A twelve pack we could steal We'd blow down those old beach roads And see how much we could feel We were right where we belong As that summer faded into dawn We were Holding On There's just a few people in my life That can share that memory The few that stand out all add up To the man I turned out to be Like the B-side of a 45 of an old Alabama song They ain't forgotten Nah they ain't gone Cause we keep Holding On Yea we'd hang out every Friday night After those football games She was everything I'd ever want We knew it all at Seventeen Right or wrong love comes on strong You're just Holding On There's just a few people in my life That can share that memory The few that stand out all add up To the man I turned out to be Like the B-side of a 45 of an old Bob Seger song They ain't forgotten Nah they ain't gone Cause we keep Holding On I tear the walls down I pour my heart out Every night here on this stage I share the memories And the lyrics in every song that I play I'm reminiscing a part of me I've been missing There's just a few people in my life That can share that memory The few that stand out all add up To the man I turned out to be Like the B-side of a 45 of an old Keith Whitley song They ain't forgotten Nah they ain't gone Cause we keep Holding Onn