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On a street called "Straight" I was running blind

Had to change my name, had to change my mind

Been out in the desert, been lost at sea

I've paid some dues you would not believe

Seems I've lived my whole life under the gun

Holding on 'til the kingdom come

No escape, no way I could run

Holding on 'til the kingdom come

Been down by love, down by law

I don't care; you can have it all

Don't need no money; take it from me

What I give to you, you can have for free

Seems I've had to live my life on the run

Holding on 'til the kingdom come

I will walk by faith 'til my walking is done

Holding on 'til the kingdom come

Holding on

Holding on

Holding on

Holding on

Holding on

Holding

Holding on

If I ever get back to Jerusalem it'll be as a sacrificial lamb

And if I end my days in the courts of Rome I'll be on that road that leads me home

Seems I've lived my whole life under the gun

Holding on 'til the kingdom come

I will walk by faith 'til my walking is done

Holding on 'til the kingdom come

Hey

Holding on 'til the kingdom come

Oh

Holding on 'til the kingdom come

Holding on

Holding on

Holding on

Holding on

Holding on

Holding on

Holding on

Holding on