Hold Out

You can't fool all of the people And it galls me to remember I tried Those whom the Lord Has joined with his sword Let no man put aside The kiss on your lips tastes of wormwood So swing low, Iscariot, my friend I'm promising you I'm gonna see it right through I'm gonna hold out to the bitterest end Hold out... hold out I'm gonna hold out to the bitterest end I fear neither hell nor high water Come October this time I'll be gone There's changes to be made And some debts to be paid I'm a desperate man from now on How are the mighty fallen Living to regret every day There's music to be faced So I'm leaving this place I'm gonna hold out and find my own way Hold out... hold out I'm gonna hold out and find my own way --- Hold Out - Tom Robinson Band