D G 1. They hung a sign up in our townA D "If you live it up, you won't live it down"G So, she left Monte Rio, sonA D Just like a bullet leaves a gunG A With charcoal eyes and Monroe hipsD G She went and took that California tripEm A Well, the moon was gold, her hair like windEm A She said don't look back just come on JimA D A D R: Oh you got to hold on, hold onG You got to hold onD A Take my hand, I'm standing right hereD You gotta hold on