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HOLD ON Johnson as rec by Mildred Bailey w Alec Wilder & his Orch Nov 30th 1939 New York No one no will let me come in, Doors all fastened, windows pinned! Keep your hands on the plough, hold on. Noah done said you lost your track, Can't plough straight ahead and keep a-lookin' back! Keep your hands on the plough, hold on. Hold on, hold on! Keep your hands on the plough, hold on. Mary had a golden chain, Every link was the Good Lord's name! Keep your hands on the plough, hold on. Keep on ploughin', don't you tire, Every road goes higher and higher! Keep your hands on the plough, hold on. You wanna get to heaven, I'll tell you how, Start in livin' the right way now! Everything works out somehow, hold on. If that plough thing's in your hand, Lands you straight in the promised land! Keep your hands on the plough, hold on. Hold on, hold on! Keep your hands on the plough, hold on. Keep your hands on the plough, hold on. You wanna get to heaven, I'll tell you how, Start in livin' the right way now! Keep your hands on the plough, hold on. Hold on, hold on! (Contributed by Peter Akers - October 2009)

    


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