LYRICS FROM THE ALBUM "HOLD OUT"

  All songs by Jackson Browne, except "Call It A Loan" by Jackson Browne &
                                David Lindley
           and "Hold On Hold Out" by Craig Doerge & Jackson Browne

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DISCO APOCALYPSE

Down the side streets and the avenue
There be sisters walkin' two by two
Their dresses and their shoes are new
But their hearts are weary thru and thru
And it's a long way into the light of the day
While the juke box and the radio play

Where the days turn into the nights
People move into the sounds and sights
Like the moth is drawn into the lights
Like the tight-rope walker into the heights
It's in their hearts, it's in their hips,
It's in their feet, it's on their lips

Tonight's the night I'm gonna make you mine
Gonna dance right out onto the edge of time
When the sound starts pumpin'
And the lights are flashin'
And my hearts-a-thumpin'
And I feel the passion
And the world is right there waiting
At my finger tips
Disco... apocalypse

In the dawn the city seems to sigh
And the hungry hear their children cry
People watch the time go by
They do their jobs and live and die
And in their dreams they rise above
By strength, or hate, or luck, or love

Tonight's the night I'm gonna make you mine
Gonna dance right out onto the edge of time
When the world starts turnin'
And the dreams are burnin'
And the skies awaken
Through the wind and the fire
They will be dancing still

It's in their hearts, it's in their hips,
it's in their feet, it's on their lips
A single sound that never ends
They die each night and live again

I'm gonna make you mine
Tonight's the night
Out on the edge of time
With the dreams of flesh and love dancing in my mind
Dancing through the fire on the edge of time

(c) 1980 Swallow Turn Music / ASCAP


HOLD OUT Baby I guess you know my story Baby I guess you know my side It seems I've traded love for glory But I'm still not satisfied Given all the years All the cries and cheers Don't amount to much more than pride Take my love for you Take tomorrow too There's not much left inside How we laughed when we first knew love Singing dum-de-lum-de-lie I taught you how to see life through love Then I taught you how to cry And though I must have known How easily love is thrown I took some chances, I don't know why There's not much you can do You wish that I'd been true Darlin' so do I Now you better hold out Go on and hold out Go ahead and hold out For what you know love can be Move on and hold out Don't let your love be sold out If there's anyone who knows about it Baby that's me Ahh you're right You can't forget the way I lied Time has seen you grow, To lead your life alone Though you tried and tried Cried and cried Baby I guess you know my story Maybe there's not much left to say You know the more we take the more we Turn each other's hearts away Now I'll be leaving in the morning Leaving half of me behind To find the pieces life's been torn in And take whatever love I find But you better hold out Go on and hold out Just walk away and hold out For what you know love can be Move on and hold out Don't let your love be sold out It's starting to be cold out For people who live like me Move on and hold out And somewhere later no doubt You'll find another hold out Someone just like you baby, wait and see.. (c) 1980 Swallow Turn Music / ASCAP
THAT GIRL COULD SING She was a friend to me when I needed one Wasn't for her I don't know what I'd done She gave me back something that was missing in me She could of turned out to be almost anyone Almost anyone-- With the possible exception Of who I wanted her to be Running into the midnight With her clothes whipping in the wind Reaching into the heart of the darkness For the tenderness within Stumblin' into the lights of the city And then back in the shadows again Hanging onto the laughter That each of us hid our unhappiness in Talk about celestial bodies And your angels on the wing She wasn't much good at stickin' around--but She could sing... In the dead of night She could shine a light On some places that you've never been In that kind of light You could lose your sight And believe there was something to win You could hold her tight With all your might But she'd slip through your arms like the wind And be back in flight Back into the night Where you might never see her again The longer I thought I could find her The shorter my vision became Running in circles behind her And thinking in terms of the blame But she couldn't have been any kinder If she'd come back and tried to explain She wasn't much good a saying goodbye--but That girl was sane (c) 1980 Swallow Turn Music / ASCAP
BOULEVARD Down on the boulevard they take it hard They look at life with such disregard They say it can't be won The way the game is run But if you choose to stay You end up playing anyway It's okay-- The kid's in shock up and down the block The folks are home playing beat the clock Down at the golden cup They set the young ones up Under the neon light Selling day for night It's alright-- Nobody rides for free Nobody gets it like they want it to be Nobody hands you any guarantee Nobody The hearts are hard and the times are tough Down on the boulevard the night's enough And time passes slow Between the store front shadows and the street lights glow Everybody walks right by like they're safe or something They don't know-- Nobody knows you Nobody owes you nothin Nobody shows you what they're thinking Nobody baby Hey, hey, baby You got to watch the street, keep your feet And be on guard Make it pay baby It's only time on the boulevard (c) 1980 Swallow Turn Music / ASCAP
OF MISSING PERSONS Your father was a rounder He played that rock and roll A leaper and a bounder Down to his gypsy soul The music was his angel And sorrow was his star And those of us who follow Might hope to reach as far They're walking slow in Houston Speechless in D.C. There's no way I could tell you What he meant to me Your mother's a survivor She'll do what must be done Her children will revive her And help her see the sun She almost knew that unison But the singing stopped too soon Now she shares the silence With a man up in the moon To speak of missing persons Tonight there's only one And we all carry with us what the man's begun And you can sing this song On July the Fourth In the sunny south and the frozen north It's a day of loss, it's your day of birth Does it take a death to learn what a life is worth? Your brothers are all older And they'll take it in their stride The world's a little colder But manhood's on their side Now you're the little girl-child And you look so much like him And he's right there inside you Each time you want to sing Sing of missing persons Tonight there's only one But he's where you can find him when it's said and done And we will sing this song On July the Fourth From the sunny south and the frozen north This will always be your day of birth May you always see what your life is worth (c) 1980 INARA MUSIC / ASCAP
CALL IT A LOAN In the morning when I closed my eyes You were sleeping in paradise And while the room was growing light I was holding still with all my might Oh--what if it's true ...What my heart says Oh--what'll I do What if this feeling becomes hard to part with You were meant to play your part In the design of a desperate heart And while you gave your love to me I was betting I was getting it free Oh-- If I'd only known ...What your heart cost Oh-- can we call it a loan And a debt that I owe On a bet that I lost In the evening when you see my eyes Looking back at you, no disguise I'm not sure who you think you'll see I'm just hoping you'll still know that it's me Oh-- what if it's true ...Better ask the man inside Oh, oh-- there seem to be two One steals the love, and the other one hides. Yeah-- can we call it a loan Till I'm paid in full for the seeds I've sown Yeah-- can we say that I've grown In someway that we may have yet to be shown Oh-- if I'd only known ...What your heart cost Oh-- can we call it a loan And a debt that I owe On a bet that I lost (c) 1980 SWALLOW TURN MUSIC & NEUOLEUM MUSIC / ASCAP
HOLD ON HOLD OUT Hold on hold out, keep a hold on strong The money's in and the bets are down You won't hold out long They say you'll fall in no time at all But you know they're wrong Known it all along Hold on hold out, keep a hold on still If you don't see what your love is worth No one ever will You've done your time on the bottom line And it ain't no thrill There's got to be something more Keep a hold on still You know what it is you're waiting for Now you just hold on Hold on hold out, hold on Give up your heart and you lose your way Trusting another to feel that way Give up your heart and you find yourself Living for something in somebody else Sometimes you wonder what happens to love Sometimes the touch of a friend is enough Hold a place for the human race Keep it open wide Give it time to fall or climb But let the time decide Sometimes you wonder what's in this for you But you wait, and you see 'Cause it's all you can do Just to hold on Hold on hold out, hold on For the countless souls beaten by their goals Keep a hold on now And the ones betrayed by the deals they made Keep a hold on If you hold your ground it'll turn around Keep a hold somehow Hold on hold out, keep a hold on tight Tonights the night Wake up and turn on the light You fight, and you're right-- It's gonna take all your might... You're a hold out Well I'm a hold out too But it took me all this time to figure out Something you already knew Will love be true? Can it pull you through? How long? How strong? Somethings depend on you See-- I always figured I was going to meet somebody here and I don't know why Why should love come down and suddenly just sweep me away I want to fly But there are so many things in my way Anyway... I guess you wouldn't know unless I told you But... I love you Well just look at yourself-- What else would I do? Hold on-- (c) 1980 SWALLOW TURN MUSIC & FAIR STAR MUSIC / ASCAP

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