I Hold You Songtext
von Logan Mize

Early morning spring time
Waiting on the sunrise
Hands full of back home dirt
Ten and two on my two lane
Headed home your way
After a hard day′s work

I could be reaching in my pocket
Grabbing dollars for the jukebox
Raising a glass to my lips
I can hold my whiskey
When the whiskey kicks in
But that ain't nothin′ like when
I hold you


I get the pull of the moon
And the heat of the sun
Everything under the stars
I get the burn of the bourbon
The fire in the sermon
With you right here in my arms
I hold you as soft as I can
I hold you in these calloused hands
Like that first time I swang river bank rope
Right before I had to let go
I hold you

Like pictures hold days gone
Records hold old songs
Churches hold prayers in pews
Like clouds hold summer rain
Until my last day
Baby, I'll hold you

I get the pull of the moon
And the heat of the sun
Everything under the stars
I get the burn of the bourbon
The fire in the sermon
With you right here in my arms
I hold you as soft as I can
I hold you in these calloused hands
Like that first time I swang river bank rope
Right before I had to let go
I hold you
Yeah, I hold you


I get the pull of the moon
And the heat of the sun
Everything under the stars
I get the burn of the bourbon
The fire in the sermon
With you right here in my arms
I hold you as soft as I can
I hold you in these calloused hands
Like that first time I swang river bank rope
Right before I had to let go
I hold you
Yeah honey, I hold you