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